Total pages in book: 192
Estimated words: 189782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 949(@200wpm)___ 759(@250wpm)___ 633(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 189782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 949(@200wpm)___ 759(@250wpm)___ 633(@300wpm)
“Of course you are.”
“How’s Melanie Stokes working out for you?”
“She’s been great. Thank you for referring her.”
We settle into our seats, our knees brushing as we angle toward each other.
“So how have you been really?” He glances at the security guards, his tone shifting, deepening. “I heard what happened. The news was…well, it confirmed my worst fears. When you didn’t show up for work or answer your phone, I knew.” His jaw flexes. “Monty called me the day after you missed your shift. Said you left him. He…”
“He what…?” I lean toward him with my whole body, willing him to finish that sentence.
“It doesn’t matter. I don’t want to upset you.”
“It’s okay. I’m okay. I’d really like to know what he said.”
“Frankie, he was devastated. Completely destroyed. Could barely string together two words. He called me, hoping I’d heard from you or knew something. That beautiful, cold man was a fucking mess.” He shakes his head. “I don’t know what happened. From what the news is reporting, I can only deduce that it was terrible.”
“A lot happened, but I don’t want to talk about it right now. It’s too fresh. Let’s just say the media got some things right and some things wrong.”
“I assumed as much.” He smiles sadly. “Whenever you’re ready to talk, I’m here.”
“Thank you.” I straighten. “Actually, I wanted to talk about returning to work.”
“Your position is always there for you. Whenever you’re ready to start, it’s yours.”
“I want to start immediately.”
“I thought you needed a period of adjustment.” He curves a brow.
“I adjusted.”
“It’s only been a week.”
“A week too long. I’m ready.”
“Then consider yourself rehired.” He reclines in the chair, exuding contentment and control. “The team will be so excited to have you back.”
We chat about the hospital and the changes that happened while I was gone, and he catches me up on all the latest gossip.
“Dr. Simons finally decided to retire.” He smirks.
“No shit?”
“I think he’s more excited about his new wife than his retirement.”
“Another one? Is this his sixth wife?”
“She’s number seven and barely legal.”
“Sounds about right. What about Nurse Letty? Is she still terrorizing the interns?”
“It’s her life’s mission. Last week, she had one poor intern convinced that the ghost of old Dr. Jenkins still roams the halls at night.”
I burst out laughing. “I miss her.”
We continue talking, the conversation flowing effortlessly. Rhett always has a way of making me laugh, and today is no exception. He tells me about a prank he pulled on one of the surgeons, involving a rubber chicken, a condom, and a very confused patient.
I laugh so hard I’m in tears.
“There’s a new intern who’s already making waves.” He strokes a thumb under his lip, watching me. “She’s incredibly smart, hard-working, and has an obnoxious, rebellious streak. Reminds me of someone I know.”
I roll my eyes. “I wasn’t that bad.”
“Frankie, you were a nightmare.” He coughs. “But in the best way. You challenged everyone, and it made us all better.”
“Flattery will get you everywhere, Dr. Howell.”
“I’m counting on it. But seriously, we’ve missed you. The whole team has. It hasn’t been the same without you.”
“I’ve missed everyone, too.” A lump forms in my throat. “It’s been hard being away. But I’m ready to get back to doing what I love.”
“And we’ll be there to support you every step of the way. You’ve always been one of the best, Frankie. Strong, determined, and ready to take on the world.”
“Thank you.” My cheeks flush. “So what about you? How have you been?”
“Oh, you know me. Just the usual—saving lives, dazzling the masses, and maintaining my impeccable fashion sense.” He gestures at his scrubs.
“Sounds exhausting.”
“In all honesty, though, it’s been good. Busy, but good. I’ve been focused on the new cardiac program we’re implementing. It’s going to be a game-changer for the hospital.”
“That sounds amazing. You’re always pushing boundaries.”
“I try. But enough about work. Tell me about all the men in your life.”
“I’m sorry?” My heart skips a beat.
“According to the photos in the news, that handsome devil you married has an equally handsome brother and nephew. They’re living with you, right?”
Right. Our interviews haven’t aired, but the media has been teasing them. Leo and Kody have recognizable faces now. Maybe not among the tourists coming off the cruise ship. But the locals will know who they are, especially if they’re spotted with Monty—the most recognizable man in Alaska.
When I called Rhett earlier, I didn’t mention the guys were with me. Rhett never stays away from work long, so I expect his visit to be short, hopefully avoiding any run-ins with the Strakh men.
Rhett is too damn perceptive. He used to comment on how Monty and I were always all over each other. He’ll notice that we don’t even touch now.
He’ll also notice the way Kody and Leo look at me.
I’m not ready for those questions. Rhett is my friend, but he’s also my boss. I need to keep my work and personal life separate.