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ability.”
He
watched her contemplatively, and she wished she could read his thoughts. Finally,
he said, “I’ve never met anyone like you before. Through your eyes, Christmas
is magical.”
His words
warmed her, as if she’d had another cup of hot chocolate. “That makes me
happy.”
“I’m very
glad I met you, Lucy Phillips.” His gaze drifted down to her mouth, and she
knew he was thinking about the way they’d met. Lucy had vowed not to think
about the kisses they’d shared, but she couldn’t help it.
Their
eyes met again, and Cole reached across the little table and took a hold of her
hand. His touch made her feel like she had a passel of sugarplum fairies
dancing in her stomach. The rest of the trip passed by too quickly.
They
arrived in the North Pole and picked up Santa. On the return trip back, he and
Mrs. Claus greeted everyone and then handed out little red gift bags. Lucy
could hardly wait to look inside. She knew from past experience the occupants
in the coach cars would only receive a candy cane.
She and
Cole waited until the Clauses left their car before opening their gift bag.
Among the little mementoes was a silver bell. Cole lifted his out and jingled
it. “What do you know. I actually can hear it.”
Lucy’s
heart melted, and she stifled a sigh. Dr. Taggart was pretty sweet, not to
mention cute. Suddenly, being on the naughty list didn’t seem like a bad thing.
Not if it meant she got Cole for Christmas.
Chapter
Eight
Cole had a
few more patients to see before he could call it a day. It was a good thing
since his mind was preoccupied with Lucy. As much as he thought about her he
wasn’t so sure it was wise to spend any more time with her.
Since
they hadn’t made any definitive plans last night, maybe he didn’t need to worry
about her following through with her promise to change his Scrooge-like
attitude about Christmas.
She
obviously hadn’t wanted her mother to know she’d spent the evening with him on
the train, and not Lance. When Lucy’s mother texted her to meet up at the front
entrance, she and Cole parted ways with only Lucy promising to contact Pastor
John—a family friend and the minister of the church—to get names of
anyone they could play secret Santa to.
Out of
all the things Lucy loved about Christmas, secretly making someone’s Christmas
better was top on her list to help Cole like Christmas.
Uncle
Will had only stayed in the office for a few hours, but ended up covering the
ER at the hospital, leaving Cole to meet patients without his uncle’s
introduction. Things had gone smoothly, but Cole missed the efficiency of
having everything on the computer. He’d need to find someone to transition the
current hard copies to electronic medical records sooner than later.
Grabbing
the chart from the door of his next patient, Cole opened it up. TJ Parker, age
six. Sore throat, fever, and cough. He looked for the child’s previous history
but found none. The little boy was a new patient.
He
knocked on the door as a courtesy, and then opened it up and stepped inside the
room. A young mother sat on one of the chairs, holding a little girl. TJ sat up
on the exam table, his face pale.
“Hello,
Ms. Parker.” He held out his hand for her to shake. “I’m Dr. Taggart.”
The woman
timidly took his hand and quickly let go. Even though she smiled, he saw the
fatigue written all over her face. He suspected she was pretty when she wasn’t
sporting dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep.
“It’s
nice to meet you, doctor. And you can call me Allie.”
Cole
would’ve said hello to the little girl, but she had her head buried against her
mother’s chest. Turning around, he faced his young patient. “You must be TJ.”
The child
nodded his head.
“I
understand you’ve got a sore throat.”
Again,
only a nod.
His
mother piped up. “He’s been sick for over a week now. I kept hoping he’d get
better, but he won’t eat anything, and today I could
He
watched her contemplatively, and she wished she could read his thoughts. Finally,
he said, “I’ve never met anyone like you before. Through your eyes, Christmas
is magical.”
His words
warmed her, as if she’d had another cup of hot chocolate. “That makes me
happy.”
“I’m very
glad I met you, Lucy Phillips.” His gaze drifted down to her mouth, and she
knew he was thinking about the way they’d met. Lucy had vowed not to think
about the kisses they’d shared, but she couldn’t help it.
Their
eyes met again, and Cole reached across the little table and took a hold of her
hand. His touch made her feel like she had a passel of sugarplum fairies
dancing in her stomach. The rest of the trip passed by too quickly.
They
arrived in the North Pole and picked up Santa. On the return trip back, he and
Mrs. Claus greeted everyone and then handed out little red gift bags. Lucy
could hardly wait to look inside. She knew from past experience the occupants
in the coach cars would only receive a candy cane.
She and
Cole waited until the Clauses left their car before opening their gift bag.
Among the little mementoes was a silver bell. Cole lifted his out and jingled
it. “What do you know. I actually can hear it.”
Lucy’s
heart melted, and she stifled a sigh. Dr. Taggart was pretty sweet, not to
mention cute. Suddenly, being on the naughty list didn’t seem like a bad thing.
Not if it meant she got Cole for Christmas.
Chapter
Eight
Cole had a
few more patients to see before he could call it a day. It was a good thing
since his mind was preoccupied with Lucy. As much as he thought about her he
wasn’t so sure it was wise to spend any more time with her.
Since
they hadn’t made any definitive plans last night, maybe he didn’t need to worry
about her following through with her promise to change his Scrooge-like
attitude about Christmas.
She
obviously hadn’t wanted her mother to know she’d spent the evening with him on
the train, and not Lance. When Lucy’s mother texted her to meet up at the front
entrance, she and Cole parted ways with only Lucy promising to contact Pastor
John—a family friend and the minister of the church—to get names of
anyone they could play secret Santa to.
Out of
all the things Lucy loved about Christmas, secretly making someone’s Christmas
better was top on her list to help Cole like Christmas.
Uncle
Will had only stayed in the office for a few hours, but ended up covering the
ER at the hospital, leaving Cole to meet patients without his uncle’s
introduction. Things had gone smoothly, but Cole missed the efficiency of
having everything on the computer. He’d need to find someone to transition the
current hard copies to electronic medical records sooner than later.
Grabbing
the chart from the door of his next patient, Cole opened it up. TJ Parker, age
six. Sore throat, fever, and cough. He looked for the child’s previous history
but found none. The little boy was a new patient.
He
knocked on the door as a courtesy, and then opened it up and stepped inside the
room. A young mother sat on one of the chairs, holding a little girl. TJ sat up
on the exam table, his face pale.
“Hello,
Ms. Parker.” He held out his hand for her to shake. “I’m Dr. Taggart.”
The woman
timidly took his hand and quickly let go. Even though she smiled, he saw the
fatigue written all over her face. He suspected she was pretty when she wasn’t
sporting dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep.
“It’s
nice to meet you, doctor. And you can call me Allie.”
Cole
would’ve said hello to the little girl, but she had her head buried against her
mother’s chest. Turning around, he faced his young patient. “You must be TJ.”
The child
nodded his head.
“I
understand you’ve got a sore throat.”
Again,
only a nod.
His
mother piped up. “He’s been sick for over a week now. I kept hoping he’d get
better, but he won’t eat anything, and today I could
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