Under The Knife: A Modern MM Medical Romance by Anna Greer

Author:Anna Greer [Greer, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2020-11-09T16:00:00+00:00

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Chapter 12

I

Gareth paid only cursory attention to the speedometer as he tore down the freeway toward St. Luke’s. While it wasn’t precisely an emergency, minutes still counted; if someone needed a AAA badly enough to require one on Thanksgiving, it wouldn’t wait long.

He’d been taking call at St. Luke’s on holidays for at least two years, enjoying the notion of being paid to sit around and actively not work. He’d rarely been made useful. When his phone had rung fifteen minutes ago, he’d assumed it was Sam or Jess, calling from Jess’s parents’ place in Kentucky to wish him a happy Turkey Day and a heartfelt “wish you were here.”

His phone buzzed on the seat next to him. Gareth thumbed it to speakerphone, one eye on the road. “This is Gareth.”

“Gareth, this is the charge nurse at St. Luke’s. What’s your ETA?”

“I’m about a mile away from the exit,” he replied. “Five minutes once I’m off the freeway.”

“You’ll be in OR four. The PA is already opening your table. We’ll see you soon.”

“See you soon,” Gareth repeated, flipping on the turn indicator for the exit.

He did not get lost this time, and as he pulled on his scrubs he tried to break down the steps of a AAA. He’d scrubbed one, a very long time ago, and the cardiovascular surgeon had been so that it was all Gareth could do to keep up, let alone take time to soak in the procedure. “This is where my ability to bullshit my way outta anything comes in handy,” he muttered to himself, tying his cap at the nape of his neck. “Let’s do this.”

II

The back table was not nearly as chaotic as Gareth had feared. Often when a tech opened supplies they would pile everything in the middle, which meant it would take precious minutes to make sense of the mess while setting up the case. Gareth’s preceptor had droned on and on about opening supplies where they made sense, so that setup didn’t take as long; Gareth had taken it to heart, and it appeared that whoever had opened this table was of a like mind with her.

In fact, Gareth realized, as his eyes were drawn to the tidy stack of gowns at the lower left-hand corner of the table, it looked remarkably like what Cassie’s tables had looked like when she opened.

The door to the inner core opened and Gareth knew who would be walking through before he could even see her.

“Cassie,” he said in greeting, resisting the urge to swallow hard against the sudden lump in his throat.

To her credit, Cassie did not stare or freeze. She moved swiftly to the table and opened the packs of suture she carried, each one landing precisely where she intended it. “Is this going to be a problem?” she asked briskly when she was done.

“You’re the PA?” Gareth asked in counter to her question.

“I am.” She turned. Her eyes were cool above her mask, but Gareth knew her well enough to see the tightness at the edges.

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