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“Um, I don’t know. Maybe a four.” Her wrist chose that moment to throb as though calling her out for downplaying the discomfort.
“Okay.” The nurse entered the information into the computer. “When I’m done switching your IV bag, I can grab you some pain medication. Does that work?”
“Sure.”
“All righty.” Miranda finished up at the computer, grabbed the IV bag, and set about exchanging it with the nearly empty one hanging on the pole. As she worked, her gaze flicked to Tyler at least five times.
To keep from firing off a snarky comment about pictures lasting longer, Kelsie bit her lower lip.
“So, you must have some friends in high places,” the nurse said, aiming a flirty smile at Ty.
He shifted in the chair, arching an eyebrow. “How’s that?”
“I heard a rumor that security removed a man very much fitting your description from this very room yesterday. And now here you are again with explicit permission suddenly in her chart, allowing you to stay even though she’s barely woken up.”
“Your point?”
The nurse pursed her glossy lips. “Someone pulled some strings for you.”
Kelsie frowned. Security chased him out of her room? Why? And how was he allowed access to her today if she hadn’t granted permission? Not that she minded. If anyone were going to visit, she’d want it to be him. She didn’t want the hungry gleam in Little Miss Nurse’s gaze as she batted her false eyelashes at Ty, though. She could do without that.
Ty grinned. “What can I say? I’m persuasive.” He winked, and Miranda giggled a tinkly laugh, making her sound as though she only possessed two functioning brain cells.
A twist in her lower belly had Kelsie’s frown deepening. What kind of nurse flirted with a man right in front of her patient? How unprofessional. For all Miranda knew, Tyler could be her—
“So, how are you two connected? Are you Kelsie’s uncle?” Miranda’s grin grew seductive as she probed for information.
Uncle? Is she freaking kidding me?
“Looks like you’re done there,” Kelsie said with a bite, tipping her chin toward the IV bag Miranda was still fiddling with.
One of Miranda’s shapely eyebrows rose. “So, it’s like that?” she muttered.
Kelsie was positive the question wasn’t meant for her ears, but she caught it anyway. She narrowed her eyes and tried to will the nurse away with a scowl. She was the patient, so didn’t she have the right to refuse someone coming into her room? Nurse Miranda was about two seconds from landing on that list.
After pushing a few buttons on the IV’s control panel, Miranda grinned again. “You’re right, I’m all finished.”
Her false friendly cheer grated on Kelsie’s raw nerves, as did the way she practically drooled over Ty. The annoyance was almost enough to prompt her to request a male nurse, and that would be an epic disaster. But it spoke to how bothersome she found Miranda if she was willing to endure severe panic attacks instead of watching her RN slobber over Ty.
“Great. I’ll push the call button if I need anything.” Ugh, she was acting like a bitch, something she typically tried very hard to avoid, but after what she’d gone through in the past few days, her tolerance for irritants was at its lowest.
“See that you do.” Miranda smirked, then strutted toward the door. As she passed Tyler, she leaned down and whispered ridiculously loud while staring straight at Kelsie, “Don’t leave before I have a chance to give you my number.”
Ty grunted in response, but it sounded way too much like an agreement for Kelsie’s liking.
“Slut,” she muttered as the door shut behind Miranda.
“You say something?” His smug grin added salt to the wound.
“No.” Pouting was for children but keeping a small one from forming was impossible. As she fought to act like the adult she was, she ran her fingers through the soft, fuzzy blanket covering her lower half. “Where did this come from? There’s no way the hospital provided this blanket. Did Brenna bring it?” How sweet of her.
Chuckling, Ty shook his head. “No. The one they’d given you was shit. The blanket equivalent of one-ply toilet paper. Thought you’d like something more comfortable.” He shrugged as though the gift meant nothing like he’d have done it for anyone, and maybe he would have. The intense connection she felt with the man didn’t mean she knew anything about him. Nor did it mean he felt the same.
He came to see you.
He got kicked out by security and wormed his way back in.
“Thank you,” she said, throat thick. “Um...” She cleared her throat. “What was that nurse talking about? Security dragging you out?”
