How About No by Vale Lani Lynn & Vale Lani Lynn

Author:Vale, Lani Lynn & Vale, Lani Lynn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Any pencil can be a number two pencil if you eat it.

-Wade to Landry

Wade

Running late, I parked my bike in the hospital parking lot and got off, hurrying as fast as my broken body could move without actually making agony jolt through me with every step.

I hadn’t intended to spend the afternoon trying to get a dog to like me, but something in Capo had sparked a protective instinct in me. I also hated seeing my wife cry.

Always had.

Which led me to now, five minutes late for an appointment that was necessary to me hopefully keeping my leg.

Papers in hand, I walked onto the floor and looked for the nurses’ station, finding it in the very center of the huge floor.

My eyes scanned the nurses that were all giving me their full attention.

“I’m looking for Tiffy,” I rumbled.

A woman stood up and started toward me, her face the only one in the entire bunch that looked disinterested in me.

I was used to women’s eyes being on me. One, because I was a police officer and being a police officer usually drew peoples’ attention to me. Two, because I had my dad’s genes. Tall, dark, and handsome—or so I’d been told.

Tiffy was a cute little thing. She was a short, slightly built woman with features that clearly hinted at Japanese ancestry.

“You are Wade?” she asked in a no-nonsense voice.

I nodded once. “That’s me.”

“You’re late,” she said.

I nodded. “I had a problem I had to deal with. I apologize.”

Tiffy—who didn’t look much like a Tiffy—narrowed her eyes. “Follow me. Your room is at the back of the floor.”

I did and grinned when I realized she wasn’t lying. The room really was in the back—and I meant way back.

It was also about three-quarters of the way through a remodeling process and likely wasn’t supposed to have any patients in it.

“I doubt that we’ll come check on you much once we get this started. The doctor said that you weren’t in need of our attention, and honestly, I can’t spare the manpower. We didn’t have room for another patient, and you in this room that isn’t even finished being remodeled goes to show that.” She showed me to the bed. “I don’t need you to change out of your clothes. I see that you’re in the sleep pants that the doctor recommended. Good. All I’ll need is your shirt off.”

I tossed my phone, wallet, and keys onto the bedside table and then kicked off my tennis shoes.

Once those were off, I took my shirt off and turned to sit on the bed.

Tiffy—whose nametag read Greta—a name that still didn’t fit her—walked in front of me and examined my arms.

“Left or right?” she questioned.

Her abrupt manner had me almost smiling.

I shrugged. “Left, I guess. I’m right-handed.”

She moved to my left hand and examined it. “Don’t even need a tourniquet.”

My lip twitched. “No, probably not.”

She put one on anyway and started an IV within seconds.

Moments after that, she directed me onto the bed. “I hope that your phone works, or that you’re tired.

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