“I still need to warn you that until Charlie is fully awake, we will not be able to ascertain any long or short term effects from her injuries.”
“I understand. This is still good news. I suppose I should call her mother.” Remington ran a hand through his unruly dark blonde hair.
Sky felt a strong desire to want to do it for him. Focus woman focus. “We’ve had someone contact her already.”
“Good. That should help prevent my blood pressure from accelerating. Still, I’m not going to be able to think or sleep until I know exactly what I am dealing with. Now would be a good time to hit the gym.”
“Well, why don’t we do that?” Sky hadn’t meant for the words to pop out of her mouth but she was caught up in his excitement. Being with Remington outside of any professional capacity was not a good idea.
He responded before she could pull her words back. “I would owe you big time. You sure you don’t mind? I’d hate for Dr. Bridges to find us up there again. He might start drawing conclusions.”
Sky smiled mischievously. She couldn’t seem to help herself. “All the more reason to go. Charlie was my last patient for today. I can meet you by the elevators in ten minutes.”
*****
Remington didn’t spend as much time on the treadmill with Sky as he had the last time. He needed a more vigorous workout and decided to get on the weights.
It was a cardio day for Sky. She had set her incline much too high as she did her best to really push herself. It was a poor attempt to ignore the presence of a man who Sky couldn’t keep off her mind. It was stupid to invite him to work out knowing you are attracted to him. Just pretend he’s not here and get your hour done. She coached herself. At least this time Sky brought headphones. No more intimate conversations.
Sky listened to her favorite songs while her eyes kept drifting over to delicousness that was Remington Kneeland.
Ignoring him was a near-impossible task. Sky looked at the dashboard and increased the speed on the treadmill. You’ve got this girl. He’s just a man. Remember they are like shoes. She argued with herself. Yeah, but he’s like the Jimmy Choo kind. Her eyes managed to wander over to him again. Remington was pumping iron. At some point, he had pulled off his shirt to reveal a lean, sculpted frame that blew her mind. Sweat poured off his lightly tanned body. Every time he flexed his muscles created a mini-volcano between her thighs. Sky devoured him with her eyes as they traveled down the length of his body. Remington had that ‘v’ thing and a dusting of blond hair that got lost in his gym shorts.
Sky bit her lip. She almost lost her footing and fell off the treadmill.
Remington glanced up to see her faux pas. “Are you okay over there?”
Sky’s face was burning from embarrassment. She held up her hand. “I’m okay. Damn shoes. Need a new pair.” He’d been so focused on his workout that she hoped he hadn’t seen her heated stares.
Remington wasn’t fairing much better than Sky. She hadn’t noticed him looking at her, but he couldn’t help but admire her curves. Sky wasn’t a very tall woman, but more than made up for it in other areas. If she hadn’t chosen to be a doctor, she could have easily been a swimsuit model. She was perfectly proportioned—breasts that would more than fit in the palm of his hands, a narrow waist and flat stomach, womanly hips, and thighs that made his mouth water. In truth, Sky was perfect. It had taken all of his strength not to just sit and watch her run on that treadmill. For any man with his vantage point, she would have been a must-watch event. Remington needed to get his mind together. He absolutely should not be thinking about Sky Kirby that way and felt like a pervert sneaking glances.
It had been much too long since he had been with a woman. And, given his circumstances, it should have been the furthest thing from his mind. But with Sky less than ten feet away and looking like a siren, she was making it difficult. Maybe instead of fighting it, Remington should welcome distraction.
The moment of truth was coming regarding Charlie’s condition, and it filled him with nervousness and dread. What if she didn’t wake up? So far, running and lifting weights hadn’t been able to quell his energy. Remington got up off the bench and added more weights to the barbell. It wasn’t a good idea since he didn’t have a spotter but he needed to bring his anxiousness down to normal levels and get his mind right.
Sky, on the other hand, was running herself into exhaustion, trying to get her libido under control when she heard a voice in her blue-tooth earpiece. “Sky. Why have you been avoiding me?”
That’s what paying attention to her sexy patient’s father did to her. It caused a lapse in thought and had Sky answering a phone call before checking the display. “Mom.” Her forced jovialness might have been a bit too much. “I haven’t been avoiding you. I’ve just been really busy with work.”
“Sky Kirby Johnston. I know you. You’ve been avoiding me.”
“I would never do that.” The sarcasm dripped from her lips.
“I’m going to be in town this weekend and wanted to get together for dinner. There’s someone I want you to meet.”
“Is this a new
