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He turned around fully prepared to get a holier than thou lecture, but he was stunned speechless when he took in the sight of Jenny standing in front of him writing on a clipboard.
Chapter 3
Another athlete here for a PR stunt, she thought to herself as she scribbled furiously. She’d just give him a quick tour, pretend to be shocked that the press found out and be on her way. It really wasn’t bad for the hospital to be honest, it gave them exposure, and a lot of people wanted to donate afterwards. She just wished for once that one of these athletes who came strolling through here looking to save their image, would actually try to save lives.
“Mr. Hummel.” She lifted her eyes from the keyboard, and she blinked as she took in the sight of the guy in front of her. Those piercing green eyes, that shaggy blonde hair, and that tattoo peeking out from underneath the hem of his shirt.
“Mark?” she queried.
“Hey, Jen.”
“It’s so good to see you again.” Jenny’s mouth split into a warm grin. “How are you?”
“I’m fine, thanks.” He shoved his hands in his pockets and looked rather chagrined, as if he’d been caught doing something he shouldn’t. “What about you? I see you got that transfer you wanted.”
When she met him, she’d put in an application for the children’s ward, but it hadn’t been processed yet even though she’d proven herself to be one of the most competent doctors they’d had in years, especially given that she was also the youngest doctor here.
“Yeah, and you, I’ve seen you on TV a few times, you’re a big NBA star now.”
Mark forced out a chuckle. “Yeah, yeah.”
“I’ve been meaning to go to one of your games, but I’m afraid I haven’t had the chance,” she said apologetically.
“Don’t worry about it.”
“Well,” she self-consciously straightened her coat and adopted a more professional tone. “Let me show you around and explain what we do here.”
She began her tour of the hospital as Mark followed behind, pausing every now and again to ask questions. Jenny was pleasantly surprised to find that it seemed like he did have a genuine interest in what they did beyond what they could do for his image.
He even asked about donating so the kids could have an indoor playground, because they looked miserable. It had been one of their biggest issues with the board because they didn’t have enough donors, and playgrounds were considered a luxury.
Jenny drew her curly hair up into a messy ponytail as she continued to walk and talk. If Mark had any trouble keeping up, he never said anything.
Jenny was just beginning to think that perhaps what she had seen of him on TV wasn’t real, until she noticed that when she bent down to pick something up, his eyes had gone to her breasts.
She cleared her throat and adjusted her coat. At first Mark looked a little embarrassed, but then his green eyes met her blue ones in a direct stare as one half of his mouth turned into a lazy smirk.
Not so different from his reputation, then, she mused as she straightened her spine and continued forward, pretending the whole incident had never happened.
Jenny tried to ignore the heat of his stare as he made it clear that he was checking her out. It’s not that he wasn’t attractive, she’d have to be blind not to see that, it’s just that there were certain elements in her life that couldn’t risk being affected by his presence.
No matter how charming she remembered him to be.
“I’ll have a beer,” Brad announced as he plopped next to her and began to belch rather loudly. Jenny tried to hide her discomfort as she told herself that she shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, and that she had agreed to go out with Brad to give him a chance. Yet here she was, 5 minutes into the date, and he was already ignoring her. Brad was slightly taller than she was with black hair, brown eyes and an average build. She had seen him around the hospital a few times, and when he asked her out for a drink, she had seen no harm in saying yes.
Brad had arrived late, already slightly tipsy and didn’t even bother to greet her except with a very nonchalant ‘hey babe.’
She loathed when men treated her like that, but she figured she owed it to herself to see this thing through just to make sure she had left no stone unturned.
“So, Brad,” She cleared her throat as she sipped on her glass of wine. “What is it you told me you do?”
Brad swiveled in his chair as he nursed his beer, he meet her gaze and took a sip of his beer. “I’m a repair man.”
Jenny studied him over the rim of her glass. “Aha, and do you enjoy it?”
Brad shrugged as he let his eyes trailed over her body before settling on her face. He leaned in closer. “I like fixings things.”
“Really? That’s very interesting. How did you stumble upon this passion of yours?”
