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“No,” she was already shaking her head. “We don’t ever go inside. Everyone always meets us at the helipad. Sometimes others go in and grab food or what not, but I always stay behind.”
“You want to tell me why you hate hospitals so much?” I asked.
She shrugged, then proceeded to tell me all about everything that had happened when she was younger.
“I loved watching the nurses and doctors work,” she explained. “That’s why I became a nurse. Because I loved everything about helping people.”
“That’s why you don’t work in a hospital,” I said. “You’re a flight nurse because you can still practice what you love, but you don’t have to be in a hospital while doing it.”
“Affirmative,” she confirmed.
Still, her leg bounced. “I’m going to go to the bathroom.”
Her loud announcement had everyone staring at her as she popped up and hauled ass to the other side of the room where the bathroom was located in the back corner.
I waited for her to come out so long that I started to get worried.
Getting up, I left her mother’s clothes and our bag on the chair where we’d been sitting and headed for the bathroom.
When I pushed inside, I noticed that it was a single bathroom, but with a stall and a sink.
I flipped the lock, then leaned my back against the wall and waited for her to emerge.
She was sitting on the toilet, and no sounds were coming from her.
“Are you going to come out of there? Or are you just going to sit there all day?” I asked.
She stood up and walked to the door, flipping open the lock.
The door swung wide, and I saw the worry etched all over her face.
“Come on,” I urged as I held my arms open. “Come here.”
She all but launched herself at me, her arms going around my neck, and her legs going around my waist.
I twisted so that my butt was leaning against the counter and held her.
Her hand started to idly play with the hair at the back of my nape. “I like your hair.”
“I’m glad.”
“Do you ever think about cutting it?” she asked.
“Not really,” I admitted. “Cutting it means having to carve out time to get it cut, and that’s just something I hate doing.”
She snickered, pulling back so that she was staring into my eyes. “I’m scared.”
The way she said it made my heart hurt.
“I know.”
“I think that my sister’s death has some mysteries associated with it. I also think I’m missing something. Plus, now Mom is in the hospital, and I hate hospitals. And I need a distraction or something because I’m about to lose my mind.”
Taking her at her word, I kissed her.
I kissed the hell out of her, actually.
When she pulled back finally, her eyes were on fire, heat rode high in her cheeks, and she was panting.
