Thank you for the reviews and the votes to the last couple of stories! This is part three of however many are deemed necessary! I'm hoping to make this a five to six part series but I'm not a big writer and hopefully I don't quit when I feel like I'm ahead! Give me your thoughts in the comments or feel free to email me your thoughts! They are ALWAYS appreciated! Thanks y'all!
I woke up an hour before I had to be into work, and I was rushing to get my hair bundled into a bun and some basic makeup to cover the black bags under my eyes. I looked worn, I looked as if I had been up half the night. Which, sadly, I had.
When I finally put down the phone on the side of my bed stand the night before I ended up tossing and turning in the sheets. My temperature rising from being turned on, but also chilling at the idea of not knowing what Jeremy Jackson had on me. Even I didn't know what I could use for blackmail on me. I finally decided to force myself to get off again and somehow, finally passed out enough for maybe two hours of sleep.
Grabbing my keys and a yogurt pack for the road, I thought about how I would have to go shopping after work for a dress and heels. I had a red dress, and I had nice heels... but maybe that shopping would help relieve some of my stress and make me feel good.
The work day was long. Now it's always long... but never pull-my-hair-out long. Of course, Melissa wanted spicy thai food for lunch so we walked, ahem, she waddled and I walked to the door of the hospital to head across the street to the Thai Palace on the other side when none other than Jeremy Jackman walks up and interrupts.
"Ladies, good day! I couldn't help but hear that you're headed to the little restaurant next door! If I may be so bold to ask, may I take it upon myself to take you ladies to lunch and get your input on the unit?" His eye brow raising while looking at Melissa first, but glancing to see what I was thinking.
I rolled my eyes. His smooth maneuver wasn't going to work on me but Melissa lapped it right up like a thirsty dog in the hot sun. "Why Dr. Jackman, you're such a gentleman! I'd say yes because it's for the betterment of the unit, but I'm pregnant and super hungry and you
did
say you'd cover it - so let's get a moving! I want those fresh egg - rolls!" She turned and waddled out of the hospital doors leaving myself and Dr. Jackman in her hunger filled wake. I shook my head in disgust at the idea of having to sit with the asshole during my break.
"Well, you heard the pregnant woman," I waved towards the door, "she needs her fresh egg - rolls."
With a sigh I turned and followed after Melissa dragging my feet, but I could feel Jackman's stare on my hind quarters and felt a thrill of a shiver slide up my spine and into my nipples. My breathing was starting to move faster, and even though Jeremy was behind me and not in front of me directly, I could smell his cologne wafting through the air.
We finally caught up to the starving pregnant women, and realized she had already ordered two cokes for herself and Jackman, and a Diet Coke for myself. The fresh egg - roll order was already in and she planned on finishing all half dozen of them by herself. She didn't share. When I sat down next to her, she raised an eye brow at me in wonder on why I wouldn't sit next to the handsome doctor.
"So ladies," grunted the man, "what is good here? I try to refrain from Asian food due to the added sugar and MSG so you'll have to guide me!" He smiled at us. Melissa and I stared at him, turned to each other, and then shook our heads and turned back to him in aw. Never eat Asian or Thai food? What a horrible life! Melissa was going to explain what was good (other than the egg - rolls and everything else on the menu), but the egg- rolls got dropped off at the table before she could say anything. Pointing at the menu and then at me, she shoved a fresh, hot egg - roll in her mouth, oblivious to the small amount of cabbage spilling from the bottom of the roll onto her ginormous boobs. I grinned, and nodded at her telling me silently I was in charge of the advice.
I turned to Dr. Jackman smiling at her in amazement before snapping those wet dream eyes to me in such focus. I pointed to his menu, asking his protein preference and his vegetable preference. I paired them to give him three choices for his lunch. Looking up I saw his eyes not on where my
fingers
were pointing to, but to the v-neck plunge line showing some minor amounts of cleavage. I cleared my throat to obtain his gaze and attention. Eyes riveting from my chest to my eyes, his hazel iris' were black from the hunger in his stare. Fortunately the server came over to take the full lunch order and top up our drinks. I felt like my nipples had never been harder and the slight warm coming from below my midriff had me flushing.
Melissa finally annihilated her egg -rolls and grunted when trying to sit back comfortably in the booth. "Jeez, I swear those things are better and better every time I order them!" She wiped her mouth with the napkin while settling her hand on the baby bump, petting it lovingly. I grinned, she might be crazy as fuck, unpredictable, and a force to be reckoned with, but she sure in hell would be a terrific mom.
"How far along are you Melissa... if I may ask?" Dr. Jackman stretched his left palm onto the one Melissa had resting on the table. I felt the twinges of anger and realized I was jealous...
jealous?
Me? "And are you taking care of yourself as well as that baby too?" His smile was genuine with care in his now back-to-normal eyes. The dimple I had once loved so much was protruding making his inquiry gentle. Now I knew how he had such a following with his patients and their parents!
