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I was halfway back to the desk when the code blue alarm sounded, so I rushed into the room down the hall and worked with my team to get our patient back to stable. By the time we were finished, the handsome man was gone.
CHAPTER TWO
Bryn
The next night after shift, Briggs was out with Delaney again, so I decided to swing by a local café and grab dinner to go. I had neither the energy nor the desire to cook for just me, and since there was no one around to judge me, I threw caution to the wind and made my way into Felida.
I’d seen my mystery man again today and he’d smiled at me, but I’d been too busy to make an excuse to actually talk to him.
God, why was I thinking of him as ‘my’ man?
I’d found out from Maggie, the patient they were visiting, that the woman’s name was Maisie, and she was just the loveliest lady on the planet, but I couldn’t get any information about the hottie. She’d pressed the button on her pain pump and fallen asleep mid-sentence.
“Can I help you?” the hostess asked as I stepped up to the podium.
“Hi, I have an order to go. It’s under Bryn.”
“Great. I’ll be right back.”
Food procured, I made my way outside and heard, “Well, hey there ‘just Bryn.’”
I turned to see the sexy biker from the hospital walking toward me. “Um, hi.”
He gave me a chin lift.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know your name,” I said.
He smiled. “Harm.”
“Do you live up here?”
“My president and his old lady do. I just dropped her home.”
“President?”
He nodded. “I’m part of a motorcycle club. The Dogs of Fire. My president’s traveling this week, so I’m kinda helpin’ out by driving his wife around. They live up here.”
“Oh,” I said. “Gotcha.”
“Thought I’d grab somethin’ to eat before I head home. Maisie recommended this place.”
“She’s got good taste. It’s fantastic.”
“You wanna join me?” he asked.
“Ah…” I held up my bags.
He raised an eyebrow. “You bringin’ food home to someone?”
“Well, no.”
“So, you were plannin’ on eatin’ that alone while watchin’ Downton Abbey?”
I nearly snorted. “Okay, that’s a little on the nose, buddy.”
“No shit? You were gonna watch Downton Abbey?”
“Pride and Prejudice,” I admitted.
