Page 6 of Seduction

“You don’t want to scratch her eyes out, pull her hair, or clip his balls off?”

I sniffed. “No.” My tone made it clear that I thought that was the most ridiculous thing I’d ever heard. Other people behaved that way but not me. Acting like a petulant child when things didn’t go my way wasn’t how I operated.

She put an arm around my shoulders. “That’s right, crazy-ass bitch is not your style.”

I chuckled and put my arm around her waist. “Hey…”

“What?”

“Are you really leaving?” I couldn’t help myself. I had to know for sure that our walks to the hospital, lunches and dinners in the call room or the fourth-floor terrace, note comparing during rounds, and competitions to fly solo on the best surgeries would end one month earlier.

She came to an abrupt stop. “Wait.” She wrinkled her nose.

“What?” I slapped my hand over my chest. Curiosity made my heart beat faster.

“Haven’t you ever wondered why Courtney sounds like a Valley girl straight out of the malls of the San Fernando Valley during the eighties when she was born and raised in New Orleans? Like, how the hell does that happen?”

I tossed my head back, and Zara and I laughed so hard that our voices echoed through the courtyard. Then I sawhim, and my laughter came to an immediate halt. His curious and sexy pale-blue eyes flitted over Zara’s face then landed on mine. I couldn’t breathe, though I thought I’d just gasped. Zara and I were silent as church mice as we finished watching him stroll into the hospital.

It took a moment for the details about him to work their way through my brain. He had on a white lab coat over blue scrubs, and he looked even yummier than he had the day before.

“Who the hell was that?” she asked, her jaw still dropped.

“I don’t know,” I said breathlessly.

“He’s into you,” she said.

I shook my head adamantly. “No way. You’re the beauty. I’m not.”

“Oh, fuck, Pen. What’s wrong with you?”

My neck jutted forward. “Huh?”

“Ugh,” she grunted, frustrated. “Let’s go. Hot doctor has made us extra late. And we need to learn who the hell he is so you can get laid.”

I gasped, and my mouth remained open as she practically dragged me past the sliding glass doors. Deep down inside, I was scared, and I was certain that not even in an alternate universe or another lifetime would someone who carried himself and looked like that guy be into me.Right?