Page 10 of Second Chances

“You’re not really going to work, are you?” Liam asked.

I studied his face. It was full of concern, so I lied again, “No.” I shooed him away. “Now, step out because I have to get dressed.”

“I have to get back to work. I’m on my lunch break. But remember, I already saw all your bits and pieces.”

My jaw dropped. “Liam, you told me you didn’t see anything.”

“Technically, I said I didn’t check you out, not that I didn’t see anything.”

“You’re horrible,” I said with a laugh.

He shrugged. “When there is a beautiful woman in front of me, it’s hard not to notice.” He stepped forward and kissed me on the side of the head. “It was nice seeing you again,” he said before leaving and shutting the door behind him.

I stood there, lost in my thoughts for a minute. I thought Liam had just flirted with me.

If I had forgotten my crush over the last five years, it was now back in full force.

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Iwas surprised to see Savannah sitting in the waiting room as I left the ER.

“What are you doing here?”

She frowned. “I’m here to take you home.”

“I was going to call an Uber.”

She grabbed my hand and slid it through her arm. “Now, you don’t have to.”

“I can walk on my own,” I told her as she led me outside. “And shouldn’t you be at work?”

“I called in and told them we weren’t going to be there.”

“You might not be going there, but I am once I get home and shower the hospital off of me.”

We reached Savannah’s car, and she opened the passenger door for me. “Did you talk to someone?”

“I left a message.”

“Then, I can tell you with certainty that you’re not going in. I actually spoke to someone and told them you were in the ER. They called in someone from another store to cover for you.”

“Figures. Why didn’t they do that to help cover maternity leave the last few weeks?”

She shrugged and walked around to the driver’s side.

I got in and shut the door. I was kind of glad I wasn’t going to have to go to work, but I wasn’t sure what I was going to do with the rest of my day. I really appreciated Savannah calling work for me, but I wanted to go home and be alone.

I realized I would have been anything but alone at work, but small talk with patients was quick and easy. It wasn’t the same as living with someone in your private space.

“Do you want to get something to eat?” Savannah asked me. “I can pick something up on our way home.”

“Sure. You decide.”

“But you were the one in the hospital this morning.”

I smiled at her. She really was sweet. It wasn’t any wonder why I hadn’t found the courage to ask her when she was going to move out.

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