Page 52 of Our Way


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“Well, you’re annoying me,” he snaps.

I roll my eyes, and after a while, he puts his hand on my hip, our sleeping position. Relaxation instantly begins to roll through me.

“Goodnight, Eliza.”

“Goodnight, Nathan.”

“Goodnight, Tiny,” he says.

I smile against my pillow. He has a name for my vagina now?

“Goodnight,” I squeak in a mouse voice.

He chuckles and pats my hip. “Go to sleep.”

* * *

I’m walking down the corridor toward the elevator when I hear someone call from behind me, “Eliza!”

I turn and see the guy from Saturday night. I’m taken aback. Shit, what was his name?

“Hi.”

“Samuel,” he prompts as he falls into step beside me. “Samuel Phillips. We met on Saturday night.”

“Yes, I remember.” I smile. Oh, he’s cute… I don’t remember him being this good-looking. “You work here?” I ask.

“Yes, I’m an anaesthetist.”

“Oh.” I only vaguely remember our conversation from the other night. “Did you tell me that already?” I frown.

“Yes.” He gives me a sexy smile. “In great length, actually.”

I wince. “Gosh, my apologies. Those cocktails went straight to my head. I’m so embarrassed.”

He chuckles. “That’s okay.”

We arrive at the elevator and I have to get in to go up to level three. “This is me.”

He lingers and then bites his bottom lip as if contemplating saying something. “Would you like to go out some time?”

I shrug casually as if super-hot anaesthetists ask me out every day. “Umm sure, why not?”

He smiles and I feel my stomach flutter. “Great.”

I hunch my shoulders, I’m being so weird right now but I have no control over myself. “Great.” I turn to get into the eleva

tor.

“I need to give you my number.”

I give a nervous giggle. “Oh right.”

He digs in his pocket and pulls out a little brass case. He takes out a business card and passes it over. “Call me tonight.”

I stare at the card in my hand. “Okay.” I smile and then turn toward the elevator.

“Don’t forget.”

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