Tanner:A Black Widow MC Romance(7)

I left the room and wasn't looking when I accidentally bumped into Dr. Green. My clipboard went flying through the air and the papers he was holding fluttered to the ground. I bent down and helped him gather up his files.



“We should do this more often,” he whispered to me.



I huffed and grabbed my clipboard, leaving him in the dust. So much for going my whole shift without seeing him.





Chapter Five





Tanner





It's hard to sleep at night in a room with so many beeps and whistles. It's even harder when a nurse is constantly entering the room to check on me. Now if they woke me up for a sponge bath, then I could hardly complain.



I dreamed of Grace Holmes giving me a sponge bath. Her hands ran the sponge all over my body. I revealed my large snake to her and Grace gasped. She wrapped the sponge around my erection and washed me.



She slowly took off her sexy white coat and undid her hair from a ponytail. She bit down on the pen she was holding, running her tongue along the tip. She turned around and bent over, just about the pull down her blue scrubs...



I woke up the next morning feeling like I barely slept two hours. Grace was by the window, opening the blinds to let in more light. “Rise and shine, Mr. King.”



I put my arm over my eyes and hid beneath. “Go away, Mom. I'm too sick to go to school.”



Grace fake laughed. “Very funny, Tanner.” She had so many barriers up. How could I break through? Grace brought out her clipboard and began flipping through the papers. “I have the results from the tests and it all looks normal.”



“Does that mean I can go home today?”



“Not yet. We still need to get you walking around and eating solid foods.”



I sat up in bed. “Well what are we waiting for, Doc? Let's go take a romantic stroll on the beach.” Grace took my arm and helped me off the bed. My knees were no longer wobbly and my legs felt stronger. I took a couple steps forward and already felt better.



“Good job, Tanner. Now let's go out into the hallway.”



I nodded and walked slowly. Even though my legs felt one-hundred percent, I didn't want Grace to leave my side. So I had to pretend I could barely walk. We reached the hallway and a few of the Black Widow MC were waiting outside.



“Look! The man can walk,” Mike announced.



I nodded. “Yes, and for my next trick I'll turn water into beer.”



Claire approached Grace and walked next to us. “Can Tanner come home tonight, Doc?”



“Not yet,” Grace replied, focusing on keeping me upright. “He still needs to rest a bit more.”



Claire walked in front of us and stopped us in our tracks. “Come on, Doc. He seems perfectly fine. Let me take him home and I'll look after him.”



“I'm sorry but he's staying here,” Grace said with a sense of finality. Claire could steamroll over most women but Grace wasn't like most women. She could hold her own.



We made a lap around the hospital and returned to my room. Even though I faked needing help for most of the walk, I was completely out of breath when we got back. “Thanks for the exercise, Grace. Maybe when I get out of here, you can train me personally.”



She tried not to respond but a tiny smile formed at the corner of her mouth. “I don't think that would be appropriate, Tanner.”



“Well then if we can't exercise together, how about a drink?”



Grace looked me directly in the eyes. She was scared of something but I couldn't put my finger on it. “I'm sorry Tanner, but I don't date patients.”



I grabbed her hand before she could leave. That same electric shock zapped me. “I won't be your patient for long. Come on...one drink, what's the harm?”



The doctor hesitated. “I can't.” She left quickly and suddenly I was all alone with my thoughts.



I was in and out of sleep. Nightmares of getting stabbed kept me awake at night. The memory of blood pooling around my body was constantly hounding me. I almost died. But I survived, like I always did. It would take a lot more than a broken bottle to take out Tanner King.





Chapter Six





Grace





What was happening to me? I almost said yes to a date with an outlaw. The man came into the ER with stab wounds. He was not the right guy for me. My prince would come one day and sweep me off my feet. Or at least that's what the movies told me. I doubted I would ever meet him. I made my choice a long time ago—I'd rather be a doctor than someone's wife.



Nurse Fiona found me in George's room while I checked on his hip. “Dr. Holmes, I can't seem to find anymore Codeine.”



“There's no more in the drug cabinet?



“I checked. We're all out,” the nurse replied.