Doctor's Delight(51)
A busy time of the morning, no one noticed them going in, and as the door swung shut behind them, she was so very glad.
“Yes, Doctor?” Facing him, she waited calmly for the axe to fall.
What he said instead floored her. “I didn’t use a condom last night.”
“Pardon?”
“A condom. A raincoat. Safety. Cherry, I got so carried away that I forgot to put on a condom before we made love.”
Made love. That sounded so…warm. It also made her blush just a little, but she had her wits about her. “That’s okay. I took the morning-after pill this morning.”
“You did?” He looked first surprised, then relieved. “Okay then.”
“So no harm, no foul.” She smiled a little.
“True.” His eyes took on a sudden gleam. “Mind you, I quite enjoyed spilling myself inside you without protection.”
Her heart skipped a beat. Trying to maintain her professionalism, she replied coolly, “Is that all, Doctor?”
He took a step nearer, making her back up against the shelf holding all the bandages. His gaze swept over her shirt and pants. “I’m having fantasies of a naughty nurse.”
“Rick!” she hissed, colour blooming in her apple cheeks.
“And I’m Dr Discipline.”
She gaped at him for several seconds, then started laughing.
Reaching out one hand, Rick grabbed the shelf and leaned forward, trailing his other hand along the collar of her shirt. “Tut-tut. Is Nurse Cherry laughing at authority?”
“This is a really sad fantasy.”
“But it’s my fantasy. It can be as sad as I like.” He dipped his finger into the crevice between her breasts, obviously enjoying her catch of breath. “But in my fantasy there’s no crying, just a lot of moaning and writhing.”
“I think I’ve heard enough.” Feeling flustered, she was grateful when the pager in her pocket emitted a welcome buzzing. “And saved by the proverbial bell.” She tried to push past him, only to be stopped by his body not giving an inch.
“There’s still tonight, love.” He pressed his lips to her brow. “How about wearing your uniform for me and we’ll play doctor and nurse?” He grinned. “I can bring my speculum, check out your—”
Her hand slapped over his mouth. “You’ve gone from sad to disgusting.” Her cheeks burned though she couldn’t stop the grin that curved her lips. “No more. Be quiet. Go and do your doctor thing and let me get back to work.”
He nipped her fingers, causing her to jerk them away. “Your wish is my command. For now.” Dropping a quick kiss on the top of her head, he stepped back. “But tonight, Nurse, be ready for me.”
“You are such an arse.” Tugging the door open, she peered out.
Coming up close behind her, he queried, “Safe?”
“No thanks to you.”
“Then venture forth, Nurse.” He slapped her voluptuous derriere heartily.
Cherry started, glared at him over her shoulder, and exited fast. She just hoped that no one would see her and Rick leaving the treatment room, though no one here would think anything of it. They’d probably just think they’d been discussing wound dressings or something mundane like that, not talking fantasies.
She couldn’t resist a glance over her shoulder to show a grinning Rick strolling over to the nurses’ station where he opened the file cabinet and searched for the files of his inpatients. She had to admit that regardless of the heavy workload the nurses were under at the moment from the influx of patients, her heart felt lighter and her day was irrevocably brighter.
A woman stepped in front of her and Cherry started to veer away, only to find a slim, elegant hand on her upper arm. Glancing up in surprise, she found herself looking into the cold, beautiful face of Annabelle Forbes.
The same woman that had wanted Rick, and whom he’d, well, not exactly dumped, but he’d chosen Cherry over this elegant beauty.
Pulling her professional demeanour around her like an invisible cloak, Cherry smiled at her. “May I help you?”
“You can tell me where my father, Dr Forbes, is,” Annabelle replied coldly. Her gaze raked over Cherry. “I know he’s visiting patients on this ward.”
“I’m not sure,” Cherry replied. “I didn’t see him come in.”
“And they say you’re a good nurse. Oh well.”
A little shocked, Cherry stepped back. “You can wait in the lounge and—”
“No need. I have important business to take of and can’t wait around. I’ll leave him a message on his pager.” That cold gaze raked insolently over her again. “What a nice uniform. It does hide some sins, doesn’t it?” Annabelle walked off.