“Starving,” she said. She didn’t look like she was avoiding him so that was good. Of course there weren’t that many around.
“No dinner before you were called in? My mother made Spanish rice and enchiladas.”
“Yum,” she said. “Now I’m jealous. I love both of them. But no. I was doing yoga when I got called in and didn’t have time to eat anything more than a granola bar that I grabbed as I ran out the door.”
“Tonight was my night at my mother’s for dinner. She has us all over individually. One of us a week. She said she got those recipes from your stepmother.”
She narrowed her eyes at him, then turned and put money in the machine, and popped out a candy bar. “Did your mother tell Maggie about...?” she asked trailing off.
“No. I asked her. She said she got those recipes weeks ago when they had an exchange at work.”
“Okay. Maggie has mentioned that before.”
At least his mother wasn’t trying to pull one over on him. Not that she would or ever had before.
“My mother was dropping leftovers at the house tonight,” he said lower. “You could come over and have some once we get the all clear to leave.”
“I don’t think that’s smart,” she said, opening her candy bar and taking a bite. “I don’t have a change of clothes with me and we’ve got to work tomorrow.”
There was no reason to push. He’d wanted her to spend the night on Monday after the concert and she’d used the same excuse.
“Guess you’ll have to come over another time for it then. Maybe dinner tomorrow?” he asked.
“Maybe,” she said. “How long do you think we’ve got to wait?”
“No clue. Last I checked the patient still hadn’t woken up. The nurses were trying to get her to. Some people just want to sleep. Or they wake up and go back to sleep. I’d say once she is up it might be another hour.”
“So we just sit here and kill time?” she asked.
“I can think of another way to kill time.”
She narrowed her eyes at him again. It was a look he was coming to expect from her. “You’re joking. That goes against everything I said on Monday.”
“It does yet your eyes just lit right up when I suggested it even behind the annoyance. I know a place to go and no one would find us.”
“I’m not surprised that you’d know a place,” she said.
“I don’t like the look in your eyes now.” He glanced around and didn’t see anyone. He was leaning against the wall; she was a few feet away. To anyone they were just two people talking. “I’ve never done that with anyone in the hospital before but many have.”
“Somehow that statement shocks me.”
“It will kill time. Bet you didn’t even get to finish your yoga session, did you?”
He could see she was thinking about it and was stunned. Hell, he was shocked he was even suggesting it himself. Employees did it all the time when they were on break yet he never did.
It went back to taking his job seriously. But he wasn’t thinking of anything other than Adriana standing in front of him trying to make it look like they had nothing going on to anyone that glanced their way. Maybe that was what was pushing him so much. To prove to her she was wrong.
That he wanted her tight body that he hadn’t had his hands on since Monday and would have loved to hold against him all night long. Nope, she’d left when they were done. He’d be asking her to stay this weekend though.
“No, I didn’t. How about we just walk?” she said.
“And be seen talking to me?” he asked, pushing her buttons. “I thought you didn’t want that.”
“It’s not like it is during the day,” she argued. “But you said you knew where it was quieter.”
“I do. Follow me.”
They went to the call room where doctors waited or slept when they needed a break. There were beds in there and it was empty.
“You’re joking,” she said.
“No. Keep moving,” he said to her, then locked the door behind him. “Go to the other door.”
“What’s in there?” she asked.
“A closet. Double layer of protection.”
“I can’t believe I’m even considering this,” she said. “And speaking of protection.”
“Got it covered,” he said. He’d grabbed one out of his wallet after the surgery hoping he could hunt her down and talk her into this. “We could be watching TV right now. We can go find some game show on if you want.”
“God no,” she said, opening the closet door. “It’s pretty small in here.”
“It is, but it has a lock and it’s private. We can make it work. Look, there is a chair here.”
“There is something about you that makes me do things I said I’d never do. But you got me in this room and it’d be a shame not to take advantage of it. There is a thrill in it. It’s not like we can get caught behind two locked doors.”
“Not if we are fast,” he said, his mouth going to hers.
Her lips were just as soft and full as he remembered. They had been haunting his sleep and making him wake up and reach for her, knowing that she wasn’t there.
The minute her hands went under his shirt he knew he had her. And he knew he had to be fast before she changed her mind on him. Not that he thought she would with her hand now slipping down in front of his pants and grabbing his cock.
“Jesus,” he said against her lips.
“I just wanted to make sure you were ready for this.”
“I’m always ready for it when I’m around you.”
“How do you want to do this?” she asked. “Damn, I’m almost shaking I’m so turned on.”
The words he wanted to hear.
He made sure the chair was against the wall and couldn’t move, then positioned her in front of him, bent over, her
