DOCTOR & NURSE

The other nurses warned her about him, well at least the female ones. She had shown up out of nowhere coming from one of those prompt care facilities working that beat for nearly two years fresh out of nursing school she entered that life bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, but over time the luster of the life faded, and now she was yearning for more. This caused her to apply to the hospital, looking for some excitement she was planted in the ER. 

The luck of the draw, as she was already a night owl and the difference from one hour to the next excited her. Within a matter of days shadowing a nurse named Pepper is when she got to meet the doctor, the nurses had warned her about, and he was as good looking as they come. Thick curly blonde hair, tall with broad shoulders, and deep dark brown eyes. When he spoke, he spoke with a British Essex accent a tough part of England that took no gruff. That exact night is when she met Dr. Livermore. She saw how he commanded the ER as a patient had come in with a life-threatening knife wound that was bleeding profusely. She watched ready to assist at a moment, yet he was able to not only stop the bleeding and suture the wound without much of a fuss more than the frantic wife worried about her husband. 

She didn't actually speak with the doctor till days after that night where she was now fully assisting on a slow night with Pepper out that night. She found in the still of the ER a moment to introduce herself and share in a cup of coffee with the Dr. There was a policy about co-working relationships, but the word was if you keep it quiet and the staff behind the desk don't find out it was possible. 

She didn't go into this thinking she wanted him his charms, and pure unbridled sex appeal convinced her of that. Again, she heard the stories about him, a bit of a womanizer, but she let it go in one ear and out the other. She felt she could put the brakes on at any minute like a drug addict thinks they can still keep the same friends. She was caught and didn't even know it mesmerized by his gaze. 

Shit hit the fan one night when she was working side by side with him. They were saving a woman's life who had been nearly drowned dead with no pulse and no breath. Working in tandem, the attraction grew to its utmost and to have the woman live sealed her fate. It wasn't more than 30 minutes later she made it to his office, and she put her cards on the table as did he by shutting the blinds and making space on his desk to engage in the passion that had been burning in them for some time.