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“Yeah,” he laughs. “They’ll be fine. They’re getting fixed up now.”
“Oh, good. I’ll go down and check on them, make sure they have everything they need,” she says before glancing down at Georgie. “How are you, miss? Are you keeping out of trouble?”
“No,” Georgie grins as she looks up at her, making me jealous over how easily she can talk to the woman.
“Oh, dear,” Gigi laughs. She looks back up at me awkwardly before averting her gaze to Logan and Elle and giving them a tight smile. “Well, I better run,” she says. “It’s been a crazy shift, but it was nice seeing you again.”
She turns on her heel to leave, clearly ready to bail on this awkward as fuck encounter, and though I don’t recall moving, I find myself rushing after her. It can’t end this way. “Gigi,” I call, gaining her attention.
She turns around, and the disinterest and hurt in her eyes has me on edge. “What’s up?” she asks, very clearly wanting to be anywhere but here.
“I, umm,” I start, my hand hooking around the back of my neck, feeling like I’m going to be sick with nerves. “Shit, I don’t know why I’m being so fucking awkward about this, but I was wondering if you’d maybe want to grab dinner with me?”
She stares at me, the silence killing me. “Seriously?” she finally grunts in surprise, but judging by her tone, I don’t think this is going to go as well as I’d hoped.
“Yeah.”
She cringes. I see the rejection in her eyes before she even gets a chance to say a word, and I will the ground to open up beneath my feet and swallow me whole. “I don’t think that’s such a great idea, Sean,” she tells me. “I can’t get myself involved in all of this.”
My brows furrow. What the hell is she talking about? “Involved in what?” I question.
She lets out a heavy sigh and shakes her head, that same hurt from earlier shining brighter now than ever. “Sorry,” she says before turning away and disappearing out the door with the other nurse.
I stand there dumbfounded, and quite honestly, I feel like an absolute dickhead. I’ve never been rejected before. Well, actually, I’ve never put myself out there to be rejected. Things with Sara happened so quickly and naturally, I’ve never had to do this whole asking a chick out bullshit. It’s fucking awful.
With a sigh, I turn back to my family and realize that I’m a shitload closer than I thought, and judging by the look on Logan’s face, they heard every fucking word. Logan grins at me, embarrassment in his eyes as he shakes his head. “Dude, what the fuck was that?” he asks, looking truly appalled.
“It was nothing,” I defend.
“No, that was not nothing,” he says. “That was a whole lot of something, but I have no idea what the something was.”
“Leave him alone,” Elle cuts in. “He’s trying. He’s new to this.”
“Nah, this shit needs to be dealt with now before we unleash him on the world. I don’t know if you know this, babe, but us Waters’ boys have a reputation to uphold, and Sean . . . he’s gonna go right ahead and fuck it all up.”
“What do you care about the Waters’ manwhore reputation? Both you and Carter are married!”
I roll my eyes as the rest of our meal consists of Logan going over all his old pick-up techniques while Elle scoffs and shakes her head. Apparently, she thinks those girls were after the glory of being able to claim they slept with Logan Waters, the NHL star, rather than falling victim to his so-called game.
I ignore every damn word Logan has to say and finish my meal, feeling completely dejected. I know I should probably listen to some of his bullshit to better myself in the future, but for now, I’m content sitting here and wallowing in the sting of Gigi’s rejection.
Half an hour later, we get comfortable in the waiting room and settle in for a long night. Georgie falls asleep in the chair next to me while Logan, Elle, and I do our best to keep up with the rest of the kids.
The doctor finally comes out a few hours later, and I’ve never been so happy to see him. He lets us know that all broken bones have been set and that we can sit in the room with them while the drugs wear off. Though, I’m sure they’re just saying this so they can get rid of all the upset kids in their waiting room.
We pick up all the babies, and I struggle to balance a sleeping Georgie and a screaming Nate in each hand. When I finally stride into the room, I dump the kids onto Carter’s bed and collapse into a chair, completely exhausted.
