Tanner:A Black Widow MC Romance(6)

I grabbed his wrist to check his pulse and felt an electric shock. His heart was racing but so was mine.



“Are you the nurse?”



I hated that question above all other. Couldn't the patients clearly see my white coat. Just because I was a woman didn't mean that I had to be a nurse. God forbid a woman ever succeeds at something.



“What happened?” he asked groggily.



Suddenly, a whole group of bikers came into the room and began congratulating Tanner. I used that opportunity to exit the room. I spotted Dr. Green walking down the hallway towards me and I quickly ducked into room four with a coma patient. If I could go just one shift without interacting with that sleazeball.



I spent an hour in the mess hall, chewing on a poorly made hamburger. I checked my phone and saw a missed text from my younger sister Rachel. When she had dropped out of college, our parents disowned her and I let her stay with me temporarily until she could find a job. Flash forward two years and she was still living with me and had not found a job.



Rachel: I hope that bastard doctor is keeping his hands off you.



Honestly, I liked having her around. It could get lonely returning to an empty apartment every night. Dating was hard enough and combine that with an eighty-hour work week and your sex life becomes non-existent.



I typed her back a quick reply.



Grace: So far so good. I'll be home early in the morning. See you soon xoxo.



I finished my hamburger and returned to the ER. Everything had been pretty quiet since the stab victim came in last night. I checked my watch and realized it was past visiting hours. I would need to tell all those bikers that they needed to leave. I kept my phone close by just in case I needed to call security. Who knows what could happen.



I entered room three to find Mr. King standing up and trying to leave. “What is going on in here?” I grabbed his arm away from the biker and set him back down on the bed. His muscles were rock hard.



“I feel good, Doc. It's time to go home.”



“Over my dead body,” I said without wavering.



“I surrender. Sorry guys but it might be a couple days until I'm out of here.”



The MC left the room, leaving Tanner and I all alone. I checked his pulse one more time. “Your vitals are getting better. But we still need to do some tests.”



“Dr. Holmes eh? Any relation to the famous detective.”



I really needed to think about changing my last name. “Like I haven't heard that one before.”



Growing up, my friends and family all believed I was going to be a cop. I actually did have a thing for Sherlock Holmes—read all his stories more that once—but I grew out of that phase when I reached high school. I wanted to save lives, not solve murders.



“What's your first name?” he asked me.



Before I could stop myself, my lips betrayed me. “It's Grace. But you can call me Dr. Holmes.”



“Well Grace, I'm Tanner. It's nice to meet you. Thank you for saving my life.” Who did this guy think he was? The anger in my stomach was bubbling in my throat. He had the same disrespect that I hated about Dr. Green. I didn't even pay attention to his outstretched hand.



“If the tests look good tomorrow. You'll be able to go home,” I said.



“Thanks again, Grace. Thank you for saving my life. I owe you one,” he said with a stone-cold face. He really meant it.



“Your welcome, Tanner,” I replied, trying not to meet his gaze. My face flushed and I had to leave before my body could further react to him. He was just so damn cocky.





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I spent the rest of my shift checking in on other patients and doing a good job of keeping my mind off Tanner. He was so frustrating and I had only known him for a couple hours. I couldn't wait until I could discharge him.



I stopped by his room and the door was closed. The nurses only closed the door if they were giving the patient a sponge bath. It couldn't hurt to peek in and get one last look at that sexy chest of his. I knocked on the door before opening it. Nurse Fiona was flustered and dropped the sponge in the bucket. Tanner looked relaxed. Way too relaxed.



I told Fiona to go give Mr. Jacoby a bath so I could be alone with Tanner. I approached the bed and could see his erection pulsing under the sheets. My skin became red hot and a desire in the pit of my stomach began to grow.



I ordered Tanner to get some rest and left the room before I saw anything more. It had been so long since I was with a man. Six years to be exact. I closed my eyes and tried to remember Kyle from med school. His face was hard to recall but I could clearly see him sweeping all the books off my desk and bending me over. He rammed into me four times before finishing. That was the last time I had sex and my body was beginning to rebel against me.