End Game
I was able to get back in for an interview at the local hospital, and after talking with the head surgeon again, I think things went as well as they can after you turn down a job because you didn’t think it’d be challenging enough.
“The OB thinks she’s going to be big,” Quinn says, cutting into her chicken.
“You are looking like a beached whale already,” Owen tells her with a wink.
“I think you look radiant,” Logan counters. “Simply beautiful.”
“Flattery isn’t going to make you be the godfather, dumbass,” Owen spits, rolling his eyes at his twin.
“We already know it’s going to be me,” Dean counters, twisting the cap off a hard lemonade. Owen and Logan have been giving him shit all evening fo