I couldn't believe I asked Tanner King out! What was I thinking? That was the problem, Holmes, you weren't thinking. When he was leaving I had the sinking feeling that I'd never see him again. I couldn't let him go without finding out if there was something more there. I needed to take the same advice that I gave Rachel: put yourself out there.
Tanner was picking me up at the hospital in a couple hours and I didn't even have a change of clothes with me. I couldn't wear my scrubs on a date. I thought about going home but I wouldn't have enough time to get back. If I was smart enough, I could've asked for his phone number so he could pick me up at my apartment. All those years of school didn't train me for real life.
I found Fiona in the locker room changing into her street clothes. “I have a little bit of a problem, I have a date tonight and no change of clothes,” I told her.
Fiona's lips curled in amusement. “The famous Dr. Holmes has a date tonight?”
I blushed and nodded. “Is it that crazy of an idea?”
Fiona shook her head. “Only crazy that someone as hot as you has been able to keep men away for so long.”
She thought I was hot? I looked down at myself. I knew I wasn't ugly but hot never entered my mind. I laughed. “Yeah I wish. I guess I just haven't had the time for dating. Too focused on my career.”
“Well you're in luck.” Fiona scrounged through her locker and pulled out a tight black dress. “Try this on.”
“You just keep a dress like that in your locker?”
“You never know when a sexy patient or doctor is going to ask you out.”
Fiona looked the same size as me except my breasts were a couple cup sizes bigger. I quickly undressed and squeezed into the tiny dress. Fiona mouthed the word “wow” before I could check myself in the mirror.
I used Fiona's full-length mirror in her locker. The black dress hugged every curve and was way too short. My boobs barely fit and looked like they were exploding out of the window. I tried to pull the dress down lower to cover more of my ass but it was no use.
“You look fucking amazing,” Fiona said with her mouth wide open.
“Really? You don't think it's a bit slutty.” I turned around and showed her my massive cleavage.
Fiona leaned in and whispered in my ear. “Your going to need a lot more to fight the men off you tonight. I hope your date is ready for a brawl.”
I blushed. Tanner would be able to take care of anyone that got too close. “Thank you so much. I'll get it back to you tomorrow.”
Fiona waved both hands. “Seriously, keep it. It looks way better on you. I always wondered what the dress would look like with a bigger bust.” Her eyes trailed down to my cleavage. “Now I know.”
“Oh I couldn't. This dress must have cost you a fortune.” I couldn't stop staring at myself in the mirror. I had never looked this good before in my entire life.
“Don't worry, I got it at a thrift shop. So who's your date for tonight? It's not Dr. Green is it?”
A shiver ran down my spine. She already knew he was bad news so I didn't need to explain anything to her. I hadn't told her what happened in the pharmacy. I didn't want to frighten her yet. “No actually it's one of my patients. Do you remember Tanner King?”
“You mean the handsome-as-hell biker?”
I nodded. “Yeah that's the one.”
“I gave him a couple of sponge baths. Girl, you're in for a real treat.” Fiona winked at me. What did she mean by that? Did her and Tanner do something. I remembered walking in on them and Fiona seemed embarrassed. She closed her locker and flipped hair. “Good luck tonight. Tell me all about it on your next shift.”
“Will do. Thank you again for the dress!” I returned to the small round mirror in my locker and tried to fix up my makeup. I must have put my hair up and down again over a dozen times. What would Tanner like? I left my blonde hair down and let it cascade over my shoulders. When I was confident with my look, I closed my locker and went downstairs to wait.
Most of the nurses and doctors didn't even recognize me as I strutted along. I certainly got a lot of eyes on me though. I wasn't used to that kind of attention before. Being a female doctor came with it's fair share of sexual harassment but this was different. I could feel the desire overflowing from the men as I passed by.
I quickly sent a text to Rachel to tell I'd be going home late since I was going on a date. I should have known my phone was going to blow up.
Rachel: A date!
Rachel: You must be lying. Funny joke. Ha ha.
Grace: Not lying.
Rachel: Who is it? Better not be Doctor Green!