How to Save a Surgeon by C. M. Stone

Author:C. M. Stone [Stone, C. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance;category;Lovestruck;Entangled;romance;romantic comedy;doctor hero;geeky heroine;geek;nerd
Amazon: B012N98YF8
Publisher: Entangled: Lovestruck
Published: 2015-08-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

“Cascata’s a gorgeous place for a golf course, but you can’t even see it from the road driving in. Just another rich boy’s playground hidden from the rest of us.” Chris wrapped an arm around Eliza’s shoulders, leaning back in the booth. “Wasting water aside, I prefer the desert as it’s meant to be.”

After leaving the hospital, Chris had suggested they stop at a bar and grill in a Strip casino for burgers before continuing onward. Jackson had offered to buy Darla a beer, but she’d stuck with her water and used it to wash down a pill. Was it medication or did she just have a headache? It was hard to quell the medical curiosity, but there was no polite way to ask.

“The mountains are beautiful.” Darla swirled a French fry in her ranch dressing before popping it in her mouth. “I just don’t really know what you’d do in the desert for fun, though. Are there a lot of walking trails out there?”

Eliza smiled and nodded. “Tons. If you like hiking, there’re a lot of options.”

“Hiking’s okay. I jog around the park near my apartment when I can, but some of the mountains here look pretty intense.”

“You can take riding trails too.” Chris’s eyes were lit like an evangelist about to save a soul.

To Jackson’s amusement, Darla wrinkled her nose. “Me and horses don’t mix so well.”

He leaned over a little closer to her, lowering his voice as if sharing a special secret. “Me neither. Watch out for these two, though. They don’t like to take no for an answer.”

That close to her he could smell the clean scent of her skin and the faint traces of perfume. A little like vanilla, which had him wishing he could taste her skin as well. She shivered at his nearness, but didn’t draw away. As impossible as anything between them still was, he couldn’t help being relieved she still felt the connection. If nothing else, he couldn’t leave her thinking he didn’t find her absolutely beautiful.

Chris wadded a straw wrapper into a ball and threw it at his head. It bounced off his cheekbone, making him squint. “How many times have I forced you on a horse?”

“I think the first time was once too many.”

Eliza ignored them, speaking to Darla. “Did you notice the gun range across the highway when you went to Cascata?” At Darla’s shake of her head, Eliza beamed with delight. “Well, they’ve really expanded it since I lived here before. Now there’s a clubhouse where you can get dinner and blow things up.”

Darla cocked a skeptical brow and shot Jackson a look. He shrugged, not knowing anything about it. “Is that a joke?”

“No, it’s absolutely true.” Chris accepted the bill from the server and pulled out his wallet. “They actually advertise it as ‘blow shit up’ on their website.”

Jackson offered a few bills to Chris. “Will that cover Darla and me?”

“Yeah, that looks about right.”

“I can pay for my own food,” Darla protested.

Jackson shook his head, remembering the low pay of his years as a resident far too well.

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