change. Here she was trying not to think of him yet she was looking to see if he’d be around her.

She never thought she’d been one of those women that did that.

They weren’t dating. Not in her eyes. She didn’t care if he turned her on. She didn’t care if she dreamed of him again last night and woke up hot and sweaty.

They were friends in her mind.

Friends that enjoyed doing some of the same things and activities.

If she was hoping he would have texted her last night, she was keeping that to herself.

There was no reason to get herself worked up waiting for or watching for someone. Just because she’d had the best weekend with him since she’d moved here didn’t mean he was going to spend more time with her.

He had friends. He had family.

He had women.

Men like him dated. She knew that.

She wasn’t really interested in dating...just yet.

And she didn’t expect him to wait for her either. That wouldn’t be fair.

After her first four-hour surgery, she was glad to take her lunch break and walk. Being on her feet was fine with her, but in the OR she wasn’t moving around as much as she would like and she could get stiff if it was a longer surgery like that. Most day surgeries weren’t but there were some complications.

She went to the cafeteria and got a smoothie and a chocolate chip cookie to stick in her pocket for later.

When she was walking around the grounds drinking her strawberry mango concoction, she’d heard her name called again. What was it with people? In the past few weeks she’d been stopped or talked to more than the entire time she’d been employed.

“Hi, Savanna,” she said to the young nurse that had been in the OR with her yesterday. Savanna just filled in now and again on this floor when they were short staffed.

“I heard a rumor and was curious if it was true.”

“What’s that?” she asked. “I don’t hear too much and tend to keep to myself.”

“Well, it’s kind of about you. I heard you’ve been in Wyatt Fierce’s office a few times. Are you guys dating? Someone said he’d asked you out and you turned him down.”

Damn it. Wyatt was right. Here she was all worried people would see them talking in public and wanted to be in private and that ended up raising more eyebrows.

“No, we aren’t dating,” she said.

“But have you been in his office?” Savanna asked.

She wouldn’t lie. “Yes. His mother and my stepmother work together. I’m new here, not just to the hospital but to the area.” She figured if she could explain some of this it would waylay more gossip.

“Okay. So you went up there to say hi after you turned him down?”

She sighed. “He didn’t ask me on a date,” she said. “My stepmother asked his mother to ask him if he saw me to offer to show me around. That is all he was doing that day and I said I was fine. I went to apologize to him if I came off rude though.”

“Twice?” Savanna asked with a big grin. “You had to tell him you were sorry twice?”

She wanted to growl. This was why she didn’t talk to people. It was like she could feel the blade in her back even though Savanna was being nice enough. It’s the way it was in the hospital, she knew that.

If someone saw something and they thought it was juicy enough, they were bringing out the blender and making drinks for everyone.

“No. I decided to take him up on showing me around. We played racquetball this weekend for a few hours.”

“You might be the first woman I know that has been sweaty around Wyatt and it was only for exercise. Damn. What’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing,” she said. “I told you there is a family connection. It’s not any more than that. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to get back.”

She was ten feet away when her phone went off, so she pulled it out of her pocket and lo and behold the handsome devil himself was reaching out to see how her day was going.

Friends did that, right?

* * *

Wyatt didn’t want to push his luck and bother Adriana last night after she’d left his place. More like the parking lot.

After their little tug of war with the bill, they drove back to his condo and she got out and went right to her car. No reason to go back upstairs, she’d made sure of that.

He desperately wanted to kiss her. Touch her. Make another date.

But they weren’t dating and if he moved too fast she’d run in the other direction, he was positive. And she had some fast little legs.

So he went back to his place and pulled up any game on TV he could to kill some time. Then he turned on his PS4 and decided to entertain himself with some Modern Warfare. He only did that when he was completely bored out of his mind.

But Noah was online with Sebastian and he spent a few hours with them talking back and forth while Sebastian kicked both his and his brother’s butt.

Guess it was the weekend to get beat by everyone around him.

But by the time he was taking a lunch break the next day he couldn’t hold off any longer texting Adriana. He waited until he was in his office, hoping maybe she’d call him.

We need to talk, she typed back.

Now? he asked

No. After work. I’ll call later.

He replied back okay and figured that was the end of it. Now he just had to figure out what the hell she wanted to talk about. Something told him it wasn’t going to be anything he’d be happy about.

There was a knock at his door so he looked up to see his cousin Sam standing there. “Hey. Welcome back. How was the honeymoon?” he asked.

“Perfect,” Sam said, coming in to sit down.

“No appointments?” he asked.

“I just got out

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