Part 1 (2/2)
”I have tomorrow night off.”
”You do?” She squealed and clapped a hand over her mouth. ”So do I!”
”I know.” A slow, s.e.xy grin slid across his face and he waggled his eyebrows.
”And?” Was he going to ask her out on a real date? Julie sent a silent prayer heavenward. Please, please, please...
He shrugged and started to turn away, a wicked gleam in his eyes. ”I just thought I'd let you know.”
Julie punched his arm. ”What do I have to do? Beg?”
”For what?”
”You're impossible.”
”Yeah, I am, aren't I?” He grinned.
Kim glanced around. ”You two better figure it out quick, here she comes.”
”How about it?” He grabbed her and pressed the hard ridge of his c.o.c.k against her belly. ”Tomorrow? A real date? I have reservations at the Red Lantern.”
”Yes!” She flung her arms around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth and let him go just as quickly. ”A real date, with food, and candles and se-” Kim nudged her in the back hard enough she stumbled into Roger.
”Nurse Lindeman,” Kim said behind her. ”Julie was just questioning Mr. Decker about the psych case he brought in.”
Roger's lips twitched as if he forced back the smile threatening to take over his face.
The heat in Julie's cheeks deepened and she struggled with words. ”Uh...yes...I was just questioning Mr. Decker about the...
uh-”
”Psych case in Room 2. But now she's done, right, Julie? Mr. Marley is waiting in Room 2. Mustn't keep him waiting, must we.
No ma'am.” Kim hustled Julie past the head nurse and continued toward the room with the psych case.
Nurse Lindeman let them go, but as Julie pa.s.sed her, she noted how her eyes narrowed and she nailed Roger with a piercing glare. ”Aren't you the same cop that's been hanging around lately?”
”Come on.” Kim tugged Julie down the hallway. ”But she'll chew him up and spit him out.” Julie didn't feel right leaving Roger to handle Nurse Lindeman by himself.
”He's a big boy, he can manage all by himself. Besides, you have to fill me in on all the juicy details.
Julie's cheeks warmed as she recalled just how juicy the details had been. ”No way.”
”Hey, how am I supposed to live vicariously through you if you don't share?” Kim shoved her through the doorway.
”Get your own life!” With a last glance at Roger, Julie caught him winking at her over Nurse Lindeman's head. Tomorrow night was going to be great. She was finally going to have a real date, with real s.e.x, and the best part was that she'd be with Roger.
”What's this about a psych case?” Nurse Lindeman was asking.
After Julie disappeared through a doorway, Roger dragged his gaze back to the woman in front of him.
”Ma'am?” What had she asked? He couldn't recall. Not after watching Julie's a.s.s twitch all the way down the hall. So, he smiled his most charming smile, the one he reserved for the politicians' wives.
”If you'd get your mind off my nurse's a.s.s for a moment, we could both do our jobs.”
Her sharp words brought him back in focus. ”Bob Marley, the guy I brought in a few minutes ago, was caught trying to stab some poor b.u.m with a wooden stake.”
”Huh? Why the h.e.l.l did you bring him here? You should have taken him down to the station and booked him on a.s.sault charges.”
Roger ignored the head nurse's attempt to tell him how to do his job. ”I would have, except he sounded hysterical, a little deranged. I thought maybe you guys could test him for drugs or something. He was pretty upset, to the point of crazy. We had to strap him down. I left him with the doctor.”
”Great. Just what we need. A nutcase stirring up trouble in my emergency room. Anything else you'd like to tell me?” Nurse Lindeman crossed her arms over her chest and her brows rose high on her forehead.
He knew what she wanted, but he avoided any mention of Julie. Although he'd like more time with her, he didn't want to get her fired from her job. ”Yeah, Mr. Marley was screaming something about being a slayer and his job was to rid the world of vampires.” Roger shrugged and grinned. ”He's a live one.”
”Thanks.” Nurse Lindeman's lips twisted. ”Remind me to return the favor some time.”
”Don't mention it,” he said lightly and turned to leave, but a hand caught his arm.
”By the way,” she touched a finger to his chest. ”Your b.u.t.tons are mismatched and your fly is open.” She turned away, a smile stretching across her face, a sparkle lighting her eyes.
Roger glanced down.
Busted.
For a moment he wished he could be swallowed by the floor, his face burned all the way out to the tips of his ears. Now he knew what was more embarra.s.sing than getting caught in the act. Getting caught with your fly down by the head nurse.
Oh well, s.h.i.+t happens. He just hoped he didn't get Julie in too much trouble. Roger quickly adjusted the offending b.u.t.tons and zipper. He couldn't get too bent, he had a date with Julie tomorrow night. A real, honest-to-G.o.d date. Not just a quick feel in the janitor's closet.
He rubbed his hands together and headed for his squad car and his waiting partner.Chase leaned against the driver's door talking with a pretty little blonde in white scrubs and a blue lab coat. When he saw Roger, he straightened. ”About time you showed up, partner.” He gathered the blonde in his arms and kissed her like he was going to crawl down her throat or throw her on the hood of the squad car and bang her there. ”I'll see you later, baby.”
When he let her go, she staggered backward, her eyes glazed and a hand fluttering to her lips. ”Call me?”
He winked. ”You bet.”
As he climbed into the pa.s.senger side of the squad car, Roger's lips twisted.
Chase eased behind the wheel and started the engine.
”You aren't going to call her, are you?” Roger's words were more of a statement than a question.
”Nope.”
”Why do you do that?” He could imagine Julie's reaction if he kissed her like that and didn't call later. She'd be hurt, disappointed and then angry.
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