Spring River Valley: The Winter Collection (Boxed Set) by Wynter Clarice

Author:Wynter, Clarice [Wynter, Clarice]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-01-16T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“Room four is still waiting for an X-ray,” Audrey said, making a note on the patient’s chart. She’d been in Radiology and missed most of the excitement when injuries began rolling in from the runaway car on the drawbridge. Now there was little left to do but oversee the discharge for a couple members of the bridge crew and onlookers brought in by the EMTs.

“I’m on my way to four now,” one of the orderlies responded, stopping to peer at the chart before Audrey put it in the stand. She flipped through the others there, quickly checking to make sure no one else was waiting for something she could provide.

His name registered immediately, and she snatched his chart from the stack. Max Shannon. A little frisson of—was it excitement or concern?—buzzed through her as she scanned the chart. He’d been hit by a car!

She took the chart with her and headed for room seven where a curtain obscured the ER bed. God, what could have happened to him? Her stomach churned with worry at what she’d find when she peeked around the curtain.

“Mr. Shannon?” She used her professional voice so no one would suspect she knew him. She pulled the curtain open an inch and looked inside.

He lay sprawled on the rolling cot, deeply involved in sending a text message.

She rolled her eyes as he looked up.

“Hey! Iron Audrey, it’s you.”

“What are you doing here? Is this some kind of twisted attempt at a second date?” She crossed her arms over her chest. The dead battery approach hadn’t worked, so he had to go and throw himself in front of a car to get her attention?

He gasped in mock indignation. “Get over yourself. I was injured on the job.”

“Was it a baby or a dog in a Santa suit that ran you over?” Her instinct was to examine him, but did she trust herself to put her hands on him?

“I was shooting the bridge accident, and the car hit me.”

She raised a brow. “What were you doing at the bridge?”

“Filling in for a newspaper photographer. Am I going to live?”

Audrey glanced at his chart. According to the notes made by the admitting physician, he’d been checked for contusions and was awaiting discharge. “This says you’re fine. The car couldn’t have hit you very hard.”

He stuck out his chest and cocked a brow. “I’m tough as old shoe leather. Can’t dent this hide.”

“Is that a challenge?” She set the chart down and gave in to her instincts to feel him for broken bones even though the paperwork said he didn’t have any.

His wicked smile faded as she ran her hands over his shoulders, the back of his neck and down his arms. When she met his gaze, her heart gave one of those painful thuds. “Are you in any pain?”

“Just my broken heart.”

She dropped his hand and backed up a step. “And who broke your heart, wise guy?”

“You. You won’t give me a chance to make up for my arrogant behavior the other night.

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