The Paramedic's Partner by Liz Isaacson

Author:Liz Isaacson [Isaacson, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: AEJ Creative Works

Chapter Nine

Max had learned that Jazzy liked simple. She did not want to go to Clive’s—that was all Fabi. She did not like mushrooms—again, Fabi. She liked walking in the park and getting day-old bread from the bakery to make French toast for dinner. She liked cuddling into his side and falling asleep. She liked asking him about his family and she’d mentioned several times she’d like to meet Birdy.

Well, today was that day. Max had the weekend off, and he’d invited Jazzy for breakfast at his place. Nerves flowed through him at the thought of her being here, in his house, where Irina had once been.

He had more to tell her about his first wife, and loads more to talk about before they moved to the next phase of their relationship, but in Max’s mind, he was ready to take at least a baby step in the serious direction.

And that meant a kiss with the woman who’d been plaguing his dreams for a solid month.

She’d recovered well from her fall, though when he’d discovered she’d walked from her apartment to the park and all around it, he hadn’t been happy. She’d only been six days out from her fall, and Fabi had told him she’d slept for thirteen hours that night.

Still, he wasn’t her doctor even if he did feel extremely overprotective of her. He’d mentioned that he’d like her to take it easy, and then he’d made sure she did. Another week had gone by, and she’d gone back to work and laid off the pills.

He’d gotten up way too early to start breakfast, as Jazzy wouldn’t be coming over until ten. So Max put some birdseed in the cage and took his guitar out to the backyard. He really wished he had a dog to toss a ball to, but he pushed the desire away as he positioned his guitar across his lap.

Maybe there’d be a time in his life where he could get a dog, but it wasn’t now. He’d only plucked through a couple of songs before his phone rang.

“Cathy,” he said, a note of surprise in his voice. “It’s early for you, isn’t it?”

“I have a job, remember?”

“Ah, yes. The overnight newspaper. I can’t believe there’s still somewhere printing newspapers.”

She grunted, her usual response to Max and any views she didn’t want to discuss further. “So I haven’t actually been to bed yet. I did, however, just get off the phone with Mom.”

“Oh, boy.” Max couldn’t help smiling, because he now knew why his sister had called. “And she told you about Jazzy.” Max may have mentioned he was seeing a new woman. His mom hadn’t made a big deal out of it, though they both knew it was a very big deal.

“Your girlfriend.” Cathy nearly singsonged the word, as if Max hadn’t had a girlfriend before.

He ran one hand up the back of his head. “Not really, Cath. It’s not quite official or anything.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means…I don’t know. We haven’t defined anything.

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