Critical Care: 1 (Mercy Hospital) by Calvert Candace

Author:Calvert, Candace [Calvert, Candace]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: FICTION / Christian / Romance, FICTION / Romance / General
Publisher: Tyndale House Publishers, Inc.
Published: 2009-05-20T04:00:00+00:00

Erin set her sandwich on the dashboard as Brad handed her a cashier’s check, not the rolls of casino quarters she’d half expected to see. It was made out for two hundred and fifty dollars to the Little Nugget Victim Fund.

She looked sideways to where he sat at the wheel of the parked Corvette convertible, afternoon sun glinting off the surface of his sunglasses. It hadn’t gone unnoticed, either, that he’d dialed the radio to her favorite station. The rhythm of contemporary Christian music blended in harmony with the distant laughter of children playing in Gold Bug Park. A lunchtime escape, perfect breeze, impromptu picnic in a fabulous car, music that spoke to her soul, and now a generous donation to her favorite charity? All on the heels of that extravagant bouquet of roses. How could she still doubt him?

“Happy now?” Brad asked.

Erin sighed, willing the uncertainty to vanish. “Well, it’s really generous. Jamie’s mother can definitely use this.” Along with the money that wiped out my checking account. She smiled with sincere appreciation. “Thank you.” She tapped the paper wrapping on her prime rib sandwich. “For all of this. The surprise lunch and the car ride. It’s nice.”

“Just nice?”

What was she supposed to say? That all this stuff made up for the fact he’d shown up at the children’s charity to pressure her into leaving, then taken off to South Tahoe without her? That duct-taping a note to her door was consideration enough? She exhaled slowly to dispel a wave of anger. Lord, keep one hand on my shoulder and the other one clamped tight over my mouth. Please. Erin tossed Brad a weak smile, deciding silence was her best option.

“Hmm. Okay, then.” Brad pulled off his glasses and pointed toward the glove compartment. “But do something for me, would you? Open that and take out what’s inside.”

Now what? Erin glanced covertly at her watch before following Brad’s instructions. She needed him to drive her back to the ER. So . . . she opened the glove compartment and lifted out a square, flat box embellished with a shiny gold Angel Store sticker. “Brad . . .”

“Go on. Open it. You’ll like it. I promise.”

She lifted the lid warily and then murmured with genuine delight. It was beautiful—beads of gold filigree interspersed with crystal on a stretchy band. She lifted it out, letting the charm, a tiny box, dangle and glint in the sunlight. “It’s the prayer bracelet! It’s wonderful. Exactly the one I’d been wanting. Oh, thank you so much!” She leaned over in the leather seat and brushed her lips against his cheek. Then felt his arms close around her.

“I’m glad I finally got something right,” Brad whispered against her ear. “I want to make you happy, Erin.” He nuzzled her cheek, then took her face in his hands and lightly kissed her.

“I . . . well, thank you.” Erin leaned away. “But I’ve got to get back to work. Really. I have to relieve Sarah for

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