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Jarod.” She rolled her eyes then groaned. Man, that hurt.
Jason leaned in to her and put his hand on her shoulder. His touch was gentle, tender but she felt it like a lightening bolt. “Please let us keep you safe, Jujyfruit. You live alone with Charlie. What if someone is targeting you? What if Charlie gets hurt because we didn’t take this seriously; if YOU didn’t take this seriously? You don’t want that and neither do we. Let us help you.” He had moved around in front of her for his speech and now he was brushing her hair off of her shoulder and lightly caressing her neck with the back of his fingertips, giving her goosebumps. She couldn’t look away from his mesmerizing green eyes that seemed to see right through to her soul.
Voice barely a whisper, she agreed with him. “Yeah… ok, you’re right. Thank you, guys.” She let him help her to Josh’s truck, where Jason got in the driver seat. She was dreading the long wait at the emergency room. Her head hurt and she had blood on her shirt. She just wanted to go home, take a shower and get in some comfy jammies. Then, she wanted to get on the couch with a soft blanket and a cup of tea.
“Are you in a lot of pain? I’m trying to hurry without getting you in another wreck.” He grinned at her.
She smiled and again started to say her mantra when he interrupted her, “Yeah, you’re fine, I get it.”
The emergency room experience was exactly what she had expected. There were people sitting in chairs in the waiting area while others were seated in chairs at a low counter talking to a hospital representative and their computer. When her name was called, Jason stayed with her the whole time, as she gave the administrator her information. A triage nurse came over to look at her head.
“Yup, you’re going to need some stitches.” And then she walked away.
Julie puzzled over that when the administrator said, “Go ahead and take a seat in the waiting room and someone will call you back as soon as we have a room available.”
Why do they call this the “emergency” room again?
Forty-five minutes later she heard her name called. “Julie Armstrong?”
Jason helped her stand and then walked with her as they followed the nurse through the “no admittance” door. The large nurse’s station was in the center of the room in a square and all around it were rooms with sliding doors. The nurse walked up to the opposite wall and pointed to a curtained stall marked 14.
“Please have a seat on the gurney.”
The nurse directed her first question to Jason, “Did your wife lose consciousness at any time?”
Before he could answer, Julie snapped, “I’m not his wife. And no, I did not lose consciousness.” She felt the blush creep up her neck to her face and she jutted out her chin in embarrassment. Jason smirked but wisely kept quiet. Her eyes collided with his and he gave her a full wattage grin. She just shook her head, but on the inside she felt unsettled and confused.
My head must be injured more than it seems .
The nurse smiled at Jason, openly flirting, while she took her vitals, asking her more questions about the accident and the pain in her head. Julie narrowed her eyes at the tart who was purposefully bumping into Jason, but all he did was move away from her, never taking his brilliant green eyes off of Julie. For once, his gaze didn’t disturb her.
She smiled when Naughty Nurse got frustrated and stopped flirting, about the same time that an almost-a-doctor came in to sew up her forehead.
By the time she was discharged, Julie was cranky and hungry, which Jason said was a good thing.
“Do you want me to go through a drive-through?”
“No. Just take me home.” She was seriously grouchy.
They were quiet the rest of the way home. She hoped he would just drop her off but she just couldn’t catch a break today. He cut the engine and got to her side before she could get out of the truck by herself. He put his arm around her waist and
Jason leaned in to her and put his hand on her shoulder. His touch was gentle, tender but she felt it like a lightening bolt. “Please let us keep you safe, Jujyfruit. You live alone with Charlie. What if someone is targeting you? What if Charlie gets hurt because we didn’t take this seriously; if YOU didn’t take this seriously? You don’t want that and neither do we. Let us help you.” He had moved around in front of her for his speech and now he was brushing her hair off of her shoulder and lightly caressing her neck with the back of his fingertips, giving her goosebumps. She couldn’t look away from his mesmerizing green eyes that seemed to see right through to her soul.
Voice barely a whisper, she agreed with him. “Yeah… ok, you’re right. Thank you, guys.” She let him help her to Josh’s truck, where Jason got in the driver seat. She was dreading the long wait at the emergency room. Her head hurt and she had blood on her shirt. She just wanted to go home, take a shower and get in some comfy jammies. Then, she wanted to get on the couch with a soft blanket and a cup of tea.
“Are you in a lot of pain? I’m trying to hurry without getting you in another wreck.” He grinned at her.
She smiled and again started to say her mantra when he interrupted her, “Yeah, you’re fine, I get it.”
The emergency room experience was exactly what she had expected. There were people sitting in chairs in the waiting area while others were seated in chairs at a low counter talking to a hospital representative and their computer. When her name was called, Jason stayed with her the whole time, as she gave the administrator her information. A triage nurse came over to look at her head.
“Yup, you’re going to need some stitches.” And then she walked away.
Julie puzzled over that when the administrator said, “Go ahead and take a seat in the waiting room and someone will call you back as soon as we have a room available.”
Why do they call this the “emergency” room again?
Forty-five minutes later she heard her name called. “Julie Armstrong?”
Jason helped her stand and then walked with her as they followed the nurse through the “no admittance” door. The large nurse’s station was in the center of the room in a square and all around it were rooms with sliding doors. The nurse walked up to the opposite wall and pointed to a curtained stall marked 14.
“Please have a seat on the gurney.”
The nurse directed her first question to Jason, “Did your wife lose consciousness at any time?”
Before he could answer, Julie snapped, “I’m not his wife. And no, I did not lose consciousness.” She felt the blush creep up her neck to her face and she jutted out her chin in embarrassment. Jason smirked but wisely kept quiet. Her eyes collided with his and he gave her a full wattage grin. She just shook her head, but on the inside she felt unsettled and confused.
My head must be injured more than it seems .
The nurse smiled at Jason, openly flirting, while she took her vitals, asking her more questions about the accident and the pain in her head. Julie narrowed her eyes at the tart who was purposefully bumping into Jason, but all he did was move away from her, never taking his brilliant green eyes off of Julie. For once, his gaze didn’t disturb her.
She smiled when Naughty Nurse got frustrated and stopped flirting, about the same time that an almost-a-doctor came in to sew up her forehead.
By the time she was discharged, Julie was cranky and hungry, which Jason said was a good thing.
“Do you want me to go through a drive-through?”
“No. Just take me home.” She was seriously grouchy.
They were quiet the rest of the way home. She hoped he would just drop her off but she just couldn’t catch a break today. He cut the engine and got to her side before she could get out of the truck by herself. He put his arm around her waist and
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