Semua Bab Paging Doctor Heartbreaker: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Brenden and Irene were on a double date with Talia and Ward the next day. The bar had live music, good food, and never-ending drinks. The only reason Irene hadn’t ventured into this place was the steep price tag. But that night, Brenden brought he without revealing the location in yet another attempt to surprise her. The only thing he mentioned was that Talia and Ward would come, as well.They slid into a booth towards the side of the room. It comfortably seated four people. The place was classier than Irene had expected, and she was glad she wore a black dress instead of the slacks she had originally planned on putting on. She had Talia to thank because she called her and Talia gave strict instructions on what to wear. Obviously, this wasn’t Talia’s first rodeo.The band was already playing when they sat down. Talia sat so close to Ward that she was practically in his lap.Talia leaned over and asked her what she was drinking. They were seated beside each other with the men on the ou

Dr. Swift’s smile was actually kind. “That’s good. He is a great guy.”“Yeah, he is.”“Well, I guess I’ll see you around.”That was it?“Sure.”She left the lounge, swiping a few mints on her way out. Dr. Swift’s words stayed with her as she made her way back down the hall towards the cafeteria and she could reach one conclusion.That was weird..Brenden never texted her back, and she didn’t find out until later that it was because he was asleep. And he was asleep because he came down with a bug. He had a fever and was tired. He spent half the night coughing up his lung. She pieced the situation together from his vague description.The storm occurred at shift when and she got off work later than usual. She still stopped by the store and bought soup, cold medicine, and wipes. She wondered what Brenden did when he got sick… if there was a doctor he saw.Steve would diagnose himself, but in the end, he would go see a doctor anyway and complain that they overlooked something once they di

“He really likes you, you know…”Dr. Ston estopped abruptly, her eyes flickering to Irene’s. They were narrowed suspiciously, and, if she had to wager, Irene would bed they were exactly how a serial killer looked after killing their victims. Probably not what one said to a surgeon with unlimited access to sharp objects.“What did you just say?” she asked icily.‘Warning: Never remind Dr. Stone of her situationship with Andy while she is bitching about him not doing his job.’Dr. Stone was being harsh. And she wouldn’t be so angry if she weren’t carrying a grudge due to his inability to man up and treat her how she deserved. If one looked at Andy’s attitude, they would never be able to tell how he felt, let alone Dr. Stone, who would be confused by his actions.‘Irene, why the hell is that any of your business?’ she asked herself.“I was saying that he likes you,” she repeated cautiously. She had the urge to run away, but her ass was glued to the chair for the progress she was making i

Irene was an adult. She could control her hormones. At least she hoped she could.“Fine,” she mumbled.Brenden pushed the cart back against the wall and then grabbed her hand, pulling her to him and kissing her one last time. It was insistent, his tongue pushing into her mouth almost forcefully, and she could feel herself getting worked up all over again. When he finally pulled away, she was panting.“Stay with me tonight,” he whispered.“Okay.”She was desperate.He smiled and kissed her forehead, then reached down his pants and readjusted himself. His hard-on wasn’t obvious anymore and that was hot.“I’ve got to go,” he said again. “I miss you already.”He didn’t give her a chance to respond, but slipped out of the door and left her by herself. She was sorely disappointed. She was not sure what she expected to happen, but all she succeeded in doing was getting them both worked up to the point of torture.She grabbed some blankets so she was not being conspicuous and after waiting fo

Irene was exhausted.She was eight hours into the day after a restless night and one cup of weak coffee. One of her patients had been screaming her own name over and over ever since she walked onto the floor. Nothing, not even bribery and a healthy dose of medication could calm her.Irene had another patient who was confused and in restraints after snatching IVs and finally another who kept complaining of worsening pain in her arm. The patient had undergone micro procedure before and the location was becoming red and painful. The prescribed medicine wasn’t helping and Dr. Psycho—or Dr. Silvia, who had thrown a chart at her was on call but refused to pick up Irene’s calls or call back.Irene was on the call with several people one after another. Each saying the same thing. “If it looks infected, you need to call her surgeon.”Like she didn’t do that already!Irene got hung up on before she could explain the situation.The shot seemed to help a little, but the effects didn’t last long.