Bad for Her by Christi Barth

Author:Christi Barth
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2017-10-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Mollie had never been one of those students squirming impatiently for the final bell to ring. She loved school. And, as a flag-flying overachiever, she never left a single thing undone, even if the day’s bell had metaphorically rung. But tonight? She’d been counting the minutes to the end of her shift.

At first she told herself it was because the vending machine chips she’d called “dinner” were far from satisfying. Hunger pangs fluttering in her belly. That’s all.

Then she dragged because there wasn’t much to do. More than half the beds were empty in the hospital. Sure, that could change at any second. But now all her charts were done. She’d brought patients warm blankets. Even nipped over to sing—horribly—a lullaby to the lonely little girl with a double leg fracture. At least the crappy singing brought a smile to her face.

The truth, though? She wanted to see Rafe. Talk to him. Touch him. Be with him. After the walk along the water on Tuesday, their schedules hadn’t aligned again. They’d texted a little. But she’d pulled the overnight shift on Wednesday. When he got off work, she was at her busiest. And when things slowed down for her at 4:00 a.m., well, she didn’t have the heart to selfishly wake him up for sexting.

Now it was Thursday. Thursday. Mollie picked up her pace, soles squeaking against the tiles. For people who were supposed to be having a sex-heavy fling, where was the sex? How long would she have to wait?

Waiting was no good. Waiting gave her time to realize that they were talking and laughing and evolving into an actual relationship. One where she shared her feelings with him—even if mostly through texts. One where she actively wanted him to fall in love with her town. To be happy to stay here. Maybe be happy to stay with her . . .

No.

Nononononono.

So what if her dramatic oversharing hadn’t scared him away? The problem was that it hadn’t scared him away yet. It would. Or something else would. Eventually. Just like her mom left her. Like lots of unexciting men that she hadn’t necessarily wanted to stick around, but it would’ve been good to have the option. Mollie knew that for some reason, people didn’t stick with her. Except for the residents of Bandon. They were her only constant.

Was she being overly dramatic? Placing too much emphasis on that one time her mother chose a better life over her own flesh and blood daughter? Probably. But emotional hang-ups didn’t have to be logical. They just were. And Mollie happened to believe that hers was a doozy.

She stripped off her gloves and dropped them into a biohazard container. She’d like her sex now, please. Right now, before things got any stickier and before she started to like Rafe any more.

Mollie checked her watch. Five minutes to ten. She’d handed off her patients. Even helped the nurses restock the crash carts. There was nothing left to do but tap her toes for five more minutes until she was free.

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