Page 52 of Jana's Fierce Biker

“What are you doing?” Gunner asked, curious.

She glanced at him. “If you’d like another medical personnel, I can find one. I have plenty of other patients.”

“Fuck. No. I want you.”

“I don’t care how mad I am at a person. I took an oath to heal, not maim.”

“Except the one time,” Stone pointed out.

Jana glared at Stone. “Stick it, Stone.”

Stone laughed, Gunner grinned, and the nurse looked horrified.

“Jana,” the nurse whispered close to Jana’s ear. “Should you be talking to them like that?”

Jana rolled her eyes. “It’s fine. They see all the fun things I get to play with.” Her hand waved over the tray, which looked like torture devices and all of them sharp. “I doubt they’d try to hurt me.”

Jana lifted a syringe and stuck the needle into the tube going into the IV bag.

“What’s that?”

She wanted to roll her eyes again. “It’s a sedative.”

He opened his mouth, but it snapped shut when he saw the look in her eyes. This was one way she could get back at him. She wouldn’t hurt him, but she could make him uncomfortable.

“Can I sit up?” he asked.

Jana shook her head. “No.”

“Have you had a tetanus shot in the last ten years?” Jana asked.

Gunner narrowed his eyes. “What the hell is that?”

“It helps prevent serious infections.”

He relaxed, or at least tried to, against the pillow. She held up another syringe.

“What’s that?”

She pressed her lips together to keep from smiling. “This is an antibiotic shot.”

“I don’t need…”

She grinned and poked it into his arm.

“Jesus Christ. Be gentle, woman,” Gunner barked.

“I’ll try to do better with the next one.”

“I have to have another shot?”

“Yeah. The tetanus one.”

He cursed, making her happy.

“You’re going to feel a sting here.” Jana shot Novocain around the injury to numb it.

“What’s that?” Gunner asked.

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