Page 10 of Rounds (Love In Scrubs)

“ I srael, are you leaving?”

I turned with a frown on my face to see the nurse that had pushed Delaney out of the way earlier.

“First of all, it’s Doctor Israel. Yes, I’m leaving. My shift was over at midnight. It’s twelve-thirty.”

“I apologize, Doctor Israel. A new doctor was needing help.”

I rolled my eyes. It was like these people around here were incompetent. I glanced at her and said, “Don’t go nowhere, because I have words for you in a minute.”

I walked away from her to go find the doctor that had just come on at midnight.

I knew that was who she was referring to.

He was the only newbie here tonight. I often got a reputation of being a know-it-all, but I knew what the fuck I was talking about.

Some respected it and others didn’t, but eventually they had to when they realized I was right.

I didn’t vocalize my medical opinion unless I knew I was right.

I didn’t often speculate out loud. Whenever I did, it was an informed speculation, and I made it known that it was just that . . . a speculation.

When I got to him, he was coming out of the patient room. “I’m sorry, Doctor Israel. I think I figured it out.”

“You think you figured it out, or you know you figured it out?”

He fidgeted slightly, then tilted his head to the patient room. “The patient is having chest pains, but there is no history of heart issues. The symptoms sound like acid reflux.”

I grabbed the patient chart from him to see the patient was on blood pressure meds and cholesterol meds. “Did you order an EKG?”

“Yes, sir. It should be back in a little bit.”

I left the room, because I wanted to punch him in the mouth.

He followed me out, and I turned to him.

“How did you come to a conclusion before you got the results back? The patient is on Lisinopril and Simvastatin. Those medicines are treating him for high blood pressure and high cholesterol. It could very well be heart related.”

He looked dumfounded as I frowned.

“I have to go. Go to another doctor for advice before you kill somebody.”

As I made my way back to the nurses’ station, my frown only got deeper.

I leaned over the counter and said, “Delaney was doing your job. The way you pushed her out of the way was unnecessary, because technically, she wasn’t in the way.

Had you been doing your damn job, the patient wouldn’t have been in the predicament they were in.

You best believe I filed a grievance, and my grievances are taken seriously.

I honestly think you should be fired on the spot for the oversight.

You owe Delaney an apology. The patient could have died before you would have gotten the cart. ”

She lowered her head, and said, “Yes, sir.”

I stormed out of there and headed to my car.

I’d checked on my dad at dinner time and let him know I would be back in the morning.

He was feeling good, and he looked good as well.

He would be moving to a regular room tomorrow if he continued to progress.

My mind was quickly shifting gears. All I could think about was Delaney now.

Although I would be staying with her tonight, I still needed to go home to get clean scrubs and underwear.

I sent her a text. Sorry, I’m running late. I just left the hospital, and I have to go home and get clean clothes.

I thought you were standing me up.

She just didn’t know. I rarely turned down pussy, but I surely wouldn’t turn down hers. Before the traffic signal could change to green, I responded. I would never.

A small smile graced my lips as I went through the intersection.

It was going to take me about ten more minutes to get home and about fifteen minutes to get back to where she was.

I was gonna run through that house like the Tasmanian Devil, getting clothes for tomorrow.

I didn’t want to keep her waiting longer than necessary.

It was bad enough I’d gotten off late. After sliding my hand between her legs, I wanted to lock the lounge and tear her pussy to shreds.

My gut was saying she would have me like an entire fiend in these streets.

I was hoping that she wouldn’t cut me off after this, nor that she would go back to her boyfriend.

I fucked around, but I never led women to believe there would be more than a good time.

They knew exactly what they were getting into beforehand.

I had a feeling I would make time in my schedule to get at Delaney though.

When I got home, as I anticipated, I ran through the house getting the things I needed and ran back out. Before backing out, I texted Delaney. I’ll be there in 20.

I had to stop by the grocery store to get a small bouquet from their floral section and a bottle of wine.

I would get her a better bouquet next week.

I just couldn’t go there with only my dick in my hand.

She could probably use a glass of wine after her day today, since she didn’t normally work weekends.

I had a desire to do so much for her, and that was so different for me. I was rolling with it though.

When I got to the hotel, I grabbed my bag, the wine, and the flowers from the passenger seat and sent her a message so she could come to the lobby to get me.

I was more than sure I would need a key card on the elevator to access the floor.

After making sure my car was locked, I headed inside to see her getting off the elevator, wearing leggings and a long T-shirt.

I licked my lips and made my way to her.

My dick was already starting to stand from anticipation alone.

She hit the button for the elevator when her eyes met mine. Not saying a word, I followed her on. The minute it closed, I asked, “Were you asleep?”

“I had dozed off. I was reading, and it lured me to sleep.”

I didn’t respond. If she was tired, I would probably be okay with just holding her tonight.

I was somewhat tired too, but I would find energy to fuck.

When the doors opened, I followed her to the room.

I needed a shower before anything else though.

I smelled like the hospital. We entered the room and after I walked in, she put the lever over the door.

I placed the wine and flowers on the table and dropped my bag to the floor then went to the bathroom to start the shower and take a piss.

I stepped out to get my shower gel and hygiene items for when I got out. She was sitting on the bed staring at me. I stared back for a moment, then asked, “You okay?”

She shook her head rapidly. I set everything on the countertop then went to her, pulling her from the bed. I led her to the bathroom then hugged her. “It seems like you just need tenderness right now. I’m capable of giving that too, especially to you, for some reason.”

She didn’t respond to me as I pulled her in my arms. She took a deep breath as she laid her head on my chest. I gently slid my hands up and down her back, trying to soothe her turmoil.

She wasn’t crying, but I could tell her thoughts were tormenting her.

I pulled away from her and began taking off my scrubs.

She stood still and stared at me. In the quietness, I heard the soft jazz music playing. It seemed to be instrumental.

“What are you listening to?”

“The score for the movie, The Photograph. Robert Glasper is one of my favorites, and he did the score and soundtrack. It soothes me. A lot of his music does. This playlist is his songs that I love the most,” she said softly.

She was the total opposite of how she was in the hospital.

I thought she had a fiery temperament, but right now she was everything but.

When I got down to my drawers, I pulled her to me and began slowly pulling at her T-shirt.

She didn’t say a word. She just allowed me to do as I pleased.

I was more than sure she’d taken a shower already, but I wanted to wash her body and gently massage her in the process.

“Thank you for the flowers.”

“You’re welcome.”

I pulled the shirt over her head, and I was mesmerized for a moment, staring at her big ass titties.

While they were a joy to look at, they had to be heavy for her.

I licked my lips and slid my hands to her back to unfasten her bra.

She stared into my eyes, and the sadness in them drew my face to hers.

I lightly kissed her pouty lips. They were soft as fuck.

I was ready to slide into her when I kissed her in the lounge.

After I pulled away, I pulled her straps from her shoulders, letting her bra fall to the floor.

Those melons were summoning me something serious.

I bit my bottom lip, trying to contain myself, but it was to no avail.

I lowered my head and gently licked her nipple then pulled it into my mouth.

She brought her hands to my head like she was holding me in place.

I didn’t stay there long. I wanted to show her intimacy, because for some strange ass reason, I cared about her spirit.

Going to my knees, I pulled her leggings down to see she wasn’t wearing underwear.

Well, shit. I rested my forehead against her stomach, and she seemed tense.

She kind of held her hand over her stomach like she was embarrassed about it.

If she was embarrassed, she surely shouldn’t have let me unveil this masterpiece.

It was too late for embarrassment. I scanned her beautiful body, noticing all the tattoos that graced her skin.