Reaper Hospital: Code Possessive Boss: A Paranormal Reverse Harem Romance (Their Reaper Book 1) by Lacey Carter Andersen

Reaper Hospital: Code Possessive Boss: A Paranormal Reverse Harem Romance (Their Reaper Book 1) by Lacey Carter Andersen

Author:Lacey Carter Andersen [Andersen, Lacey Carter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Phoenix Press LLC
Published: 2021-10-21T16:00:00+00:00


12

Brad

* * *

Connor and I are in the locker room showering, trying to wash off our long day. He has a loofah that I normally give him shit for using. Only, I’d replaced his blue one with a pink one. I’d planned to spend our whole next shower teasing him about his obsession with having gently exfoliated skin. And, the usual, calling him a girl in stupid dick-talking ways. But instead, our conversation takes all the humor away from my prank.

Nothing Connor has said about Jules and the way she reacted to the young man’s death, and then the interloper in the hallway, makes sense. I’ve seen Jules lose patients. It always hurt her, but she just moved onto the next patient, just like the rest of us.

So what the hell is going on?

“She’ll be fine.” I step under the water spray and wash the shampoo from my hair. My words don’t do justice to the strength of my feelings for her. Feelings I have only just started admitting to myself, but that I’m not ready to share with Connor yet. I scrub my head, maybe a bit too hard, while I try to make sense of the story I’m hearing.

“You didn’t see her, Brad.” He shakes his head, scrubbing his chest with his freaking pink loofah. “She really thought the kid would be healed.”

I’m not a true believer in what Jules does, but at the end of the day she believes what she does works, and the death of a patient hits hard no matter if you practice real medicine or that cuckoo crap she does. Nurses, orderlies, everyone that walks into this place can feel the impact of losing someone, human and supernatural alike.

Death is simply… hard. It’s the one constant in life. Even dying and becoming a vampire required my human life to end. It was a loss. And even though it’s been a long time since my human-self died, it’s a loss a small part of me still mourns.

That’s why I know mourning isn’t logical. People don’t react the same way every time they love someone and lose them. While one person might be unable to get out of bed after a loss, another will be planning a funeral, arranging schedules, working, and in their own way, that’s what they’re doing to heal: staying busy. It doesn’t mean one person or the other feels the loss more deeply. Mourning is just illogical in every way.

So maybe that’s all this is? Maybe this loss was different to her somehow. The thought rolls around in my head, bothering me for reasons I don’t understand.

I’ve never actually witnessed Jules do her “healing,” or whatever, but I know it’s as different from what I do as night and day. I’m a doctor. People see me as some kind of genius, because I’ve specialized in so many different fields, more than most doctors, and at a “young” age. They don’t know the truth, that I’ve had a good hundred years to fine tune my career, which has made it so I can jump in and help a patient with almost everything.



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