“Hey,” Chase protested, placing a hand dramatically over his chest. “That was unnecessarily cruel, Browne.”“I merely stated a fact. Why are you so offended?”Chase let out an exaggerated sigh and clicked his tongue, shaking his head at her.“You really wound me, you know that?”He straightened in his chair, looking at her with mock disappointment.“Do you have any idea that I’m actually an orthopedic surgeon? Why do you think I’m not in the OR setting broken bones?”Spirit’s brows shot up in disbelief.“You? A surgeon?”“Grandpops put me in this position for a reason, Nurse Browne,” Chase continued, sitting up and resting his elbows on the desk, his eyes locked onto hers with an unsettling intensity.“He knows I have a golden tongue and a supernatural ability to talk my way into getting anything I want out of women. It’s a talent. I help them feel good, and they help the hospital budget. It’s a win-win.”The word help instantly struck a match in Spirit’s brain, dragging her back to
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