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"How much is this?" I asked.
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I didn't want to show off my new item so I placed the ring box in my pocket and made a little note in my strap diary to make sure I hid it when I returned home. I was going to propose but not yet. Things were okay the way they were, and there was no need to rush things. I just wanted to enjoy it a little longer until I was ready to take the next step. Maybe by then, Stacy would have achieved her dream.
As I got to the hospital, I contacted the board and explained the plan to partner and sponsor Stacy's hospital. I was supposed to contact them with Stacy, but I just wanted to help her out the best way I could.
Once that was settled and out of the way, I patrolled the hospital, checking on patients and encouraging family members.
I wanted to make sure that none of my team members were slacking off when there was work to be done. Then I stopped by the kid's ward to play with the children. I had built a playroom to let the children who could move have a way to exercise rather than lie down all day. There were books to read, among other things like crafts and games to keep them busy.
"I should probably visit Chloe soon," I said to myself as I left the ward, satisfied with the sounds of laughter that now nourished my body and energized me to go on.
"There you are," Gabrielle said as I made my way back to my office.
"Oh, Gabrielle, what's up?" I asked.
"What's up?" she asked in disbelief. "Man these few months away has really got you acting all strange."
"How?"
"Never mind," she sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "I meant to meet with you yesterday for my checkup, but you seemed to be occupied."
"Well a lot of people wanted to see me as I came back," I explained. "You could have just done the checkup with another nurse or doctor."
"Come on, don't say that," she whined. "You know I would rather have you checking my body out than anyone else."
Funny. If I heard that any other time before Stacy, I would have been excited. Now I just feel…disturbed.
"Right," I said.
"And besides, you're the one with my past medical records," he said.
"Oh, yeah right," I realized that she was right. "Maybe I should make copies and hand them over to the other gynecologists here. That way you could have them check you out."
"No, Ethan. I want you to do it," she insisted with a frown.
"Well, don't come crying if you can't meet me on time," I shrugged.
As we went to my office, I handed her the outfit to change into and pointed her to my office bathroom to change while I looked for my gloves.
"You're not going to compliment my outfit?" she asked.
"Hmm? To be honest, I didn't even notice," I replied honestly, as I observed the black or dark blue dress she wore. "Looks nice."
"Why do I have to change in the bathroom?" she asked.
"Patient's privacy?" I raised a brow.
"What even are you talking about? You're not going to help me undress?" she asked.
I took a good look at the dress; there wasn't a zipper that I could see.
"I don't think so," I replied.
She bit her lip and started to take off the dress. I looked away and excused myself from the office, waiting for her to change.
Strange. I had absolutely zero interest in her.
