Part 8 (1/2)
CHAPTER SEVEN.
Thanks, Nita,” Pia said, lingering in the hall outside the procedure room.
”No problem.” Nita smiled at Pia, but her gaze followed Deo and Joey as they disappeared through the door into the reception area. ”He's really a sweetie.”
”He's the baby and everyone spoiled him. Sometimes he still thinks all it takes is a smile, and most of the time he's right.”
”I imagine he's going to break a few hearts,” Nita murmured, but she wasn't thinking of Joey. His wasn't the only smile that was irresistible. When she'd returned to the procedure room to discuss Joey's physical therapy regimen with Pia, she'd been aware of Deo's eyes on her the entire time. Part of her, the mindless id that ruled her body and some irrational part of her mind, reveled in the attention even as she chastised herself for responding. ”Your family is captivating.”
Pia's eyes widened in surprise. ”I've got a couple of other brothers besides Joey who are still single if that's your inclination.”
”Afraid not,” Nita said with a laugh. ”Although if a beautiful face was my only criterion, I could be tempted.”
”Well, if it's a beautiful face you want, Deo-”
”Deo's gorgeous,” Nita said before she could catch back the words. She felt her face warm and added quickly, ”But I'm sure she's got a line outside her door already.”
”Not as long as you might think,” Pia said seriously.
”I'm not actually looking for anyone,” Nita said, hoping to derail the uncomfortable conversation.
”Left a girl back home? Providence, right?”
”Nope.” Nita struggled not to hear Sylvia's laughter or see her taunting smile. Struggled and failed. Come on, honey, you know you want me. Why are you fi ghting me? ”I'm just getting settled into this * 67 *
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”Once in a while a girl has to have company.” Pia squeezed Nita's arm. ”It's good for the disposition.”
Nita laughed. ”Thanks. I'll remember that.”
With a secret sigh of relief, Nita waved to Pia and returned to her patients. If she wanted company, it would not be for a casual night in bed with a woman who wouldn't remember her name a week later.
y ”I'll be right back, sweetie,” Tory said, leaning down to kiss Bri on the cheek.
”Okay,” Bri said hoa.r.s.ely, her eyes dry and hot.
Tory ached to scoop her into her arms and cradle her, but as Bri had proven when Reese had been missing, she was strong and brave.
And Caroline, who hadn't let go of Bri's hand for the last three hours, would provide all the comfort and support Bri needed.
”You want something? Coffee? c.o.ke?”
Bri shook her head.
”c.o.ke,” Caroline said immediately, countering Bri's response.
”And some kind of sandwich.”
”I'm not hungry,” Bri insisted.
”I know you're not, baby,” Caroline said, caressing Bri's cheek.
”But you haven't eaten anything all day. Don't argue.”
Bri leaned her head against Caroline's shoulder and shut her eyes.
”I'll get you both something,” Tory said.
Not wanting to be gone too long lest she miss the cardiologist when he came out to report on Nelson's status, she hurried to the elevators.
Once in the main lobby, she crossed quickly to the exit and scanned the circular drive that fronted the emergency entrance where Reese had parked her patrol car. Reese leaned against the front of the car, talking on her cell phone.
Tory waited. Watching her while she talked was no hards.h.i.+p. She had always loved to look at her. All too often the demands of daily living prevented them from eating dinner together or even going to sleep at the same time, but she had never been able to look at Reese * 68 *
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She never felt it more acutely than now, after Reese had returned from duty overseas.
Reese hung up the phone and held out her hand to Tory. ”Any word?”
”Not yet.” Tory pulled Reese's arm around her and leaned into her for a quick kiss. Then she stepped back, mindful of emergency personnel coming and going through the ambulance bay doors. ”It shouldn't be long now. Is everything all right at the station?”
”Allie and Smith have things under control.” Reese hooked one hand around her gun belt. Her face was grim. ”Is Nelson going to make it?”
”I don't know,” Tory admitted. ”He wouldn't have any chance at all if you hadn't been there. If you hadn't-”
”d.a.m.n it, Tory. This must have been coming on for a while. He's been complaining of stomach problems for months and I never gave it a thought. He wasn't having indigestion, he was having chest pain.”
”Reese, you're not a doctor. I see him practically as much as you do and I never paid any attention either.”
Reese's jaw clenched and she looked away. She appreciated Tory trying to make her feel better, but she couldn't help thinking that she was partly responsible. She'd been preoccupied ever since the war started, knowing that she'd be called up to serve in Iraq. And since she'd been back, she'd lost her focus and couldn't concentrate. She saw Nelson every single day, and she should have known something was wrong.
”Nelson could have said something,” Tory said gently. ”I'm not blaming him, but it's certainly not your fault. You saved his life.”
”If he's able to come back to work, how long do you think it will be?”
”G.o.d.” Tory brushed a hand through her hair, frustrated by Reese's stubborn insistence on taking responsibility for things that couldn't possibly be her fault. ”At least six weeks, possibly more. Once he's stabilized, the cardiologist will need to evaluate the extent of the cardiac damage.”
”I've talked to the mayor and the district commander. I'll be acting chief until Nelson comes back to work.”
Tory took a slow breath. ”Of course.” She chose her next words as * 69 *
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Reese shrugged and smiled ruefully. ”Paperwork. I hate it. I'd rather be in a patrol car, but there's no one else with the experience to do it and bringing in someone new would disrupt the entire department during the busiest time of the year. It's my responsibility. I'm fi ne.”