Laughter spread throughout the room and she heard several people comment on his answer.
“He’s going to be fine.” His dad said.
“Well at least we know the head trauma didn’t do too much damage.” One of his brother’s said.
“Yep, that’s Alex.” Another brother added.
“Not even a beam can knock sense into that boy.” She heard Grandpa J say.
She laughed a little and shook her head. “Do you know what year it is?”
“Yes.” He continued smiling, either unaware or just completely ignoring his family's comments.
“What year is it?” She asked, again more specifically.
“2013.” He answered correctly.
“Do you know your name?”
“Yes.”
“What’s your name?” She asked as she pressed the stethoscope to his chest.
“I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.” He smiled again, staring directly into her eyes as she listened to his heart.
Tremors spread through her like a wild fire. She was glad no one had a stethoscope on her chest right now because he had just made her heart jump, and her pulse race. Even her palms were getting a little sweaty. Wow, how this guy was pulling off cheesy lines like this after what he had been through she had no idea. But, it was impressive.
“Jamie.” She smiled as she stared at his chest, trying to hide the twinkle she felt sparkling in her eyes.
He lifted his head and she glanced up. He was smiling a smile that let her know he hadn’t missed her reaction and he definitely had a twinkle of his own in his eye, “Alex.”
“Deep breath, Alex.” She instructed.
She saw him wince as he inhaled.
“How is your pain on a scale from one to ten, ten being the worst?” She asked trying to get back on track.
Professional. She was a professional, she reminded herself. She was a nurse. She was here to help him.
“Six.” He answered.
“Okay this is a PCA,” She lifted the small hand held button that was connected to his IV of Fentanyl, “when you need a hit just press the button.”
“Got it.” He laid his head back as she placed the device close to his right hand.
His fingers brushed against hers as she pulled her hand away and a chill ran the complete length of her body. She had no idea what was going on with her! Maybe she needed to have sex even more than she had originally thought.
She took a deep breath to try and steady herself, “I want you to be as comfortable as possible. So if you need anything, don’t hesitate to ask.”
“That’s a loaded statement.” He said smiling, his eyes drifting down her body as he looked to be studying every inch of her.
She thought she might be in serious danger of blushing. She didn’t know how he managed to be charming when those lines coming out of other guy’s mouths would have her rolling her eyes with disgust.
As his eyes traveled back up to her face she noticed that they were beginning to droop, and he had dark circles underneath them. He needed to rest. But first she was sure there were a few people here that would like to talk to him.
“Okay, well my work here is done, I’ll let you visit with your family.” She said as she started to back away to make room for his visitors.
He reached out and grabbed her hand before she had a chance to slip away, “Jamie.”
She turned and looked down at him, “Yes.”
“Can I ask you something now?”
“Yes.” She replied, unable to tear her gaze away from his intoxicating, vivid green eyes.
“Will you marry me?” He asked with a sexy tempting half-smile on his face as his eyes were drifting shut.
“Yes.” She heard herself reply in a whisper.
“Good.” He said, his smile widening right before he shut his eyes and passed back out.
As soon as his eyes were closed and the spell that he had somehow managed to cast over her was broken, Jamie realized what she had just said.
Oh. My. God. She wanted to die. Well, not die, but she definitely wanted to crawl under a rock and live out the rest of her life of complete and total humiliation in peace.
Grace stepped beside her, she patted Alex’s leg, “Thanks for humoring him sweetie. I once had to tell a patient that I knew where his buried treasure was and was going to go dig it up for him.”
There were chuckles in the room, Chelle laughed. “I once had to tell a woman in labor that I would call the police and have her husband arrested for impregnating her and putting her in so much pain.”
“Are you going to try and get me arrested?” Her husband, Riley she thought it was, put his arms lovingly around his wife.
“Maybe, so you better be nice to me.” She teased.