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“Why? I think you’re a remarkable woman.” My eyes roamed over her full breasts that complemented her surgical scrubs, her tall, svelte figure, and her thick auburn hair, shimmering under the lights. “I’ve never encountered a woman like you. You’re a mystery to me, and that’s only because I know there is more beneath the surface of this mask you wear around me.”
“Encountered a woman like me? I’m not a Pokémon, for crying out loud,” she laughed, looking at me like I was the weirdest person alive. “Did the antiseptic smell in the OR get you high?”
“Damn it,” I said with a laugh. “I want to take you out. As friends only.”
“I feel like a bitch for saying no, but honestly, I don’t get it. What you see is what you get with me. I’m not that mysterious of a woman. I’m pretty boring, actually. My ex would happily vouch for that.”
“Nah,” I shook my head, “there’s more to you, or I wouldn’t give a shit about knowing you on a more personal level. If it helps, I have many friend relationships with beautiful ladies that go no further than drinking beer and telling jokes.”
She sat there contemplating, and I hoped the endorphins from her successful delivery were still pumping her up, pushing her to do something impulsive with me.
“Well, you did promise me that you would open up about yourself,” she teased with her eyes. “Maybe the next time we’re both off, we can go roller skating or something.”
“Roller skating? What is this, 1985?” I laughed. “How about we go hiking? I can arrange for us to have a couple of days off together, and we could bring some tents and get lost in the wilderness.”
“Have you lost your goddamn mind?” she questioned.
It wasn’t an off-the-wall reaction, either. I was shocked myself when the words came out.
“I think I have,” I chuckled. “But what the hell? I love hiking and camping the right way, and I think we’d have a lot of fun.”
“Why don’t we consider camping trips after I’ve worked here for a few years? That way, we’ll have a solid friendship, and I’ll know you won’t be sneaking into my tent for any funny business.”
“Right,” I conceded. “Well, seeing you in hiking boots, braids, shorts, and a tank top would most certainly have me sneaking into your tent at night. So, that’s out.”
“Braids and shorts, huh? I didn’t realize you had an Austrian milkmaid fantasy, but yeah, that’s out,” she said, looking at me with the cutest expression. She seemed equally amused and perplexed by my behavior and this conversation, and I couldn’t blame her in the slightest. She probably thought I had a Sound of Music fetish now or something. “Why don’t I join you for a beer or something simple? I’ve learned I can handle my liquor around you, so long as I stay away from the hard stuff. So, let’s just have a beer. You pick the place.”
“Avalon,” I grinned.
“The place is too loud and not my scene.”
“You mean people being out and enjoying themselves?” I teased.
“Pretty much. I’m a low-key person,” she answered, and I instantly liked that about her.
“Believe it or not, I am too.”
“Sure,” she said, walking toward the locker area where we could change and start our rounds with patients who had delivered or were in labor. “You took me to some high-dollar restaurant last night, and I met you casually drinking with friends at Avalon. Your butt likes that nightlife and expensive atmosphere.”
“Well, here’s the first thing I’ll reveal about my personal life, then,” I said, opening and holding the door to the locker room for her. “I only frequent places like that because that’s what I’m accustomed to. I sort of grew up that way.”
“Ah,” she smiled. “A trust-fund baby, eh?”
“You’re not far off,” I answered.
She stopped, and before turning to enter the ladies’ locker area, she folded her arms and stared at me. “I don’t believe that,” she said. “I don’t see you as someone wealthy. I see you as someone who looks the other way regarding stuff like that.”
“You know me so well,” I confirmed. “In fact, that would be the truth of my personality. I don’t feel money is the key to happiness.”
“So, why take me to super fancy places?”
“Because I was keeping up a fake exterior for you. I allow women to see that side only because it hides the truth of who I am.”
“That makes no sense,” she answered.
“Sure it does. I was born into wealth and don’t want it to define me. Though, I enjoy the perks and benefits of using it to charm women. I’ve never opted out of anything other than the best when I’m?—”
“Trying to get laid?” she said with a smile and an arch of her brow.
