Spy Lover 2: Mind Control Romance by Evangeline Fox

Author:Evangeline Fox [Fox, Evangeline]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Heartthrob Publishing
Published: 2017-06-15T04:00:00+00:00

Kinky Nurse

Medical Erotica

Evangeline Fox

I've been working at the hospital for almost a year now, mostly in the pediatric ward. I like to talk to the kids, to chat about their parents and their shows and things like that.

I really find it very rewarding, and it's helped me get through the long hours even just remembering seeing them smile when they tell me about some animated action hero they've been watching, even though I’ve never heard of them.

I remember my first day coming home, smelling like iodine and feeling like the grave and thinking "this is what I wanted to do since I was a kid," because I really felt truly fulfilled by the work. I was making a difference, and I like to think I still am.

The past few weeks they've had me floating though, keeping an eye on a few folks in other wards other nurses have too heavy a workload and too little time in the day to address them. I figured it would be like what I'm used to: even when they're hurt they'd be full of life and love and every day would feel like an adventure.

It didn't.

At least, not the way I expected. I think I've cried more in the past week than all the time before I started University, and to be honest I was accused of being a crybaby. Not to my face, but I can hear what they’re saying about me.

It feels so... desolate, in the rest of the hospital. Everything is moving so fast. It just feels like everyone around me is rushing to their grave and nobody is taking the time to just… breathe.

I'm sitting in a chair and my eyes are closed and just for a moment, I can't remember where I am.

I open my eyes. It's a bathroom stall, I'm on the second floor. North side of the building. Patrick is my next patient, he returned from Iraq last March and he came in reporting discomfort in his skin. Pancreatic cancer, stage 3.

The truth is, he'll be dead in a year if that. There's nothing to be done for it. No matter where you go, sometimes there are hard truths and I accept that.

I was surprised, though, at Patrick's attitude. He seems to embrace it even more readily than I do, almost not reacting at all.

I don't know why and sometimes I wish things were more like in the pediatric ward because I want to ask why but it feels too personal and he seems too distant.

I stand up and open the stall door. Wash my face. Look in the mirror. I feel like a mess and my looks match. I have deep, dark circles under my eyes and I just want to go back into the stall and try not to break down, but I need to be strong. I push my way through the door and into the bustling hall.

"Hello, Mister Burton," I try to put on a smile for him. He's got his reading glasses on, looking over a paper with a lot of numbers on it.

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