The paramedic with the box opened the car door and went to work.
“How’d you find her?” The other medic asked as she unfolded a sheet of plastic. She quickly spread it over the gurney and tucked in the corners.
It wasn’t until she’d spoken that Elijah realized it was Abby Douglas. The low-slung baseball cap covering her forehead and eyes had prevented him from recognizing one of the first women he’d met when he started at Methodist Memorial. It hadn’t taken long before Eli found himself breathing rapidly over her sweaty, naked body in an empty storage room.
“I was on my way to the little snack shop on the corner when I heard a scream coming from the alley. I found her crouched behind those garbage cans. She was at least six hours into labor.”
“She’s lucky you had a snack attack.” Abby shot him the sly grin that snagged him the first time. She was still pretty hot. He wondered if she was seeing anyone.
The two medics helped the teenager and her baby onto the gurney, covering mother and child loosely with a sheet to shield them from the rain.
Eli leaned against the ambulance’s open door. “I’m going to run home and clean up, then I’ll go down to the hospital.”
“Are you on tonight?” Abby called from deep inside the vehicle. She was hooking up a saline bag to the portable IV stand.
“Nah, but I want to make sure they’re okay.” He motioned his head toward the teen, who stared reverently at her newborn. “Besides, they can always use an extra pair of hands at the hospital since so many still haven’t returned since Hurricane Katrina.”
“Tell me about it. Only about sixty percent of EMS is back.” Abby pulled her cap more snuggly onto her head. “I’ll tell them to expect you in OB recovery. I’m sure they won’t be surprised that Super Doc has struck again.”
Elijah smiled and gave the pretty paramedic a wink, then stepped out of the way as she closed the door.
A loud crack reverberated through the air and the torrential rain poured harder from the dark sky. Eli hardly took notice. With a satisfied smile he watched as the ambulance made its way up the city street.
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About the Author
A native of south Louisiana, Farrah Rochon officially began her writing career while waiting in between classes in the student lounge at Xavier University of Louisiana. After earning her Bachelors of Science degree and a Masters of Arts from Southeastern Louisiana University, Farrah decided to pursue her lifelong dream of becoming a published novelist. She was named Shades of Romance Magazine's Best New Author of 2007. Her debut novel garnered rave reviews, earning Farrah several SORMAG Readers' Choice Awards. I’ll Catch You, the second book in her New York Sabers series for Harlequin Kimani, was a 2012 RITA ® Award finalist. Yours Forever, the third book in her Bayou Dreams series, is a 2015 RITA® Award finalist.
When she is not writing in her favorite coffee shop, Farrah spends most of her time reading her favorite romance novels or seeing as many Broadway shows as possible. An admitted sports fanatic, Farrah feeds her addiction to football by watching New Orleans Saints games on Sunday afternoons.
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