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“A wedding band or an engagement ring.”
Her head flips the other way, and a bemused sort of laugh tickles her lips. “Why on earth would I?”
Now it’s my turn to stare questioningly at her. “Aren’t you married?”
She’s taken aback. “No. Why would you think that?”
“Because…” I trail off again. “I thought…”
“What?” she challenges when I don’t follow that up.
I rub my eyebrow, nonplussed. “I saw you with… a little girl came running up to you, and well, I guess the man who I assumed was your husband embraced you with her.”
She falls back in her chair and laughs, making my lips bounce in return. “You mean Owen? He’s my?—”
“Let me guess. He’s your cousin,” I interrupt, the hollow space around my heart clenching tightly. I’m much happier about this than I have any right to be.
“Yep. But Owen is also my best friend, and we have been since we were little kids. His daughter, Rory, is my goddaughter. They picked me up and we went out for dinner and then to a movie together.”
“Oh.” I look down at the table, hating how my lips are spreading into a relieved smile they shouldn’t be. Brushing that aside, I meet her gaze again and ask, “Is your friend okay?”
“My friend?”
“The one who you came here today to meet.”
A blush crawls up her face. “They’re fine. They’re not a patient here.”
My elbows hit the table and lean against it so I’m closer to her. “You’re keeping a secret again.”
“Fuck,” she hisses, covering her face and laughing into her hands. “I am not.”
“You’re a horrendous liar, Katy, but your face tells me everything.”
“You’re not the boss of me right now. I don’t have to answer you. You didn’t answer me.”
I chuckle and reach over to pry her hands from her face. “Are you having a secret affair with a staff member here? It’s not our hospital, and as you said, I’m not the boss of you right now, so you can tell me.”
“No.” She laughs harder, playfully shoving my hands away. “I’m celibate at the moment.”
That pulls me up short. “Celibate? Why ever for?”
“You only get one answer. Pick your poison.”
“Hmm.” I tap my bottom lip, taking her in. “That’s a tough one.”
She rolls her eyes, playing with the long ends of her hair.
“Okay. Shit. This is hard.” I sit upright. “I’ll go with door number one since I’m your boss and I shouldn’t be asking about your sex life.” Despite how much I’m dying to know every detail. All the things that turn her on. What her hard limits are.
“Or lack thereof,” she quips.
I pan a hand in her direction. “Or lack thereof.” Which again, makes me happier than I have any fucking right to be. “Why are you in this hospital on a Sunday morning?”
“I sorta lied. I mean, kind of. I’m not here to see a friend per se, even though I am friendly with the person.”
I raise an eyebrow, and she puffs out a breath, making her long bangs fly about her face.
“Sorry. I’m giddy and nervous so I’m rambling again. My endocrinologist came in on a Sunday to see me since he knows how hellish my schedule is. He’s good friends with Owen, so he does me a solid when I need to see him.”
