Mac's Bedside Manner by Marie Ferrarella

Author:Marie Ferrarella [Ferrarella, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Physicians, Nurses, Single Mothers, Plastic Surgeons, Contemporary, Medical Fiction, Fiction, Romance, Erotica, Medical, Love Stories
ISBN: 9780373244928
Google: 1I8PyvhTavEC
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2001-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Jolene waited for MacKenzie in the hallway, watching impatiently as he eased his way out of Amanda’s room, then slowly closed the door.

It had taken not one but three stories before the little girl had finally fallen asleep. Each time one ended, Amanda would beg for another, insisting she wasn’t “sweepy.” Mac had good-naturedly gone from one book to another, reading the parts as if he was giving a command performance before the Queen rather than reading to a bossy two-year-old.

Shoving her hands into the back pocket of her jeans, Jolene fell into step beside Mac. Though she wasn’t happy about it, she supposed she had to give credit where credit was due.

“I didn’t expect you to make it through one story, much less three,” she admitted as she led the way down the stairs.

Reading out loud was something he’d picked up when Carrie’s children were still in the diaper stage. It soothed him after a long day to drop by and read to his niece and then his nephews.

He shrugged off her thanks. “I thought I owed it to you to read her to sleep, seeing as how I’m the one who got her wired by bringing her to that restaurant.”

Jolene waved away his notion. There was no need to apologize for that. “Amanda was born wired. Well—” She looked toward the front door, her meaning clear.

Mac cleared his throat, then asked, “Would you mind if I asked you for a glass of water? My throat’s a little dry.”

Normally she’d hold the request suspect, but he had read to Amanda for over an hour, doing different voices. One of which had been particularly high and scratchy. She couldn’t just send him off coughing. “Sure, come this way.”

The kitchen, located at the back of the house, was no less cluttered than the living room had been. Maybe more so, given the boxes of appliances and pots and pans that still hadn’t found a home.

Mac leaned against the sink as she ran the water. “How long have you been here?”

She knew he was referring to the clutter. Jolene handed him the glass.

“Six weeks.” Her tone was a little defensive. It was hard being a nurse and a mother, much less an interior decorator. “I just haven’t found the time to unpack.”

That sounded reasonable. He took a long drink of water. “Need help?”

Oh, no, she wasn’t going to have him volunteer to help her unpack her boxes. There was no way she was going to have him riffling through her things and she had no doubt that, with him, one thing would only lead to another.

“Need time,” she corrected.

She was watching his every move as if she expected him to pounce on her. Mac set the empty glass down on the counter.

“All right, since my services are no longer needed, I guess I’d better be going.”

He didn’t have to say it twice. Jolene was already striding out into the living room. “Well, thanks for everything. Amanda had a great time.”

He noticed that she said nothing about herself.

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