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paused for a moment, then decided to go for it. She strode confidently into the patient’s room. Chris sat bedside with his back to the door, checking the heart rate and blood pressure of his patient. Jessica cleared her throat loudly, but Chris didn’t seem to notice.
“Hey Chris? It’s Chris, right? Could you give me a hand with some blood draws?” asked Jessica. He looked up from the blood pressure cuff wrapped tightly around his patient’s arm, and Jessica noticed that he was using a stethoscope. He tapped one of the earpieces preventing him from hearing her, giving her a broad smile as he mouthed, “Just a second.”
Chris finished taking the patient’s blood pressure, removed the cuff, then quickly scribbled some numbers on a clipboard. He hung the clipboard on the foot of the bed, then turned to her. “Talk while we’re walking,” he said, quickly leaving the room and heading back to the nurses station.
Jessica hustled to catch up. Chris grabbed a fresh batch of orders from the printer, then shuffled through them efficiently as he picked out the ones meant for his patients.
“ I was wondering if you could help me with some blood draws,” Jessica said, twisting a long strand of her curly blond hair around her finger. He smirked at her but didn't say anything. Frustrated, she continued, “It’s just that this is my first night in the unit, and I think my resident has disappeared or something, and I could really use the help.”
He smiled at her and his eyes seemed to smile too, sparkling electric blue that momentarily hypnotized Jessica. “I’ll help you,” he said as he placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. Jessica thought his touching her was a little forward but did nothing to move away from him.
“I know that you medical students get stuck with all the scut work,” he said, gathering the supplies they would need for the blood draw. He paused, looking back at her. “I didn’t catch your name, doctor.”
Jessica blushed. As much as she wanted everyone to think of her as a doctor, the fact was she was still just a medical student, two years from graduation and the diploma that would give her the letters ‘MD’ after her name.
“It’s Jessica, and you really don’t have to call me doctor,” she said.
“ Yes, doctor,” he said. Jessica thought she detected a hint of sarcasm in his voice. So that’s how it’s gonna be , she thought.
“ Do you know the worst part about being a male nurse?” she asked him. His face remained neutral, and he gave her a noncommittal shrug. “Telling your parents you’re gay,” she said with a laugh. He gave her a fake icy stare which froze her in her tracks, but he couldn’t contain the ear splitting smile that soon spread across his ruggedly handsome face.
“ Funny,” he said as they walked down the long hospital corridor to her patient's room. Chris kept two paces behind her and Jessica thought she could feel his eyes on her ass but didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of saying anything.
“ Hey, you know how many doctors it takes to change a lightbulb?” he asked. She shook her head without turning. “None. They just get a medical student to do it.”
She laughed despite herself, and he laughed too as he finally caught up to her. They entered the patient's room together. An obese woman was splayed across an oversized bed, partially covered by a soiled cotton gown. Crap , thought Jessica, finding a vein on the fat ones is almost impossible.
As if reading her mind, Chris gently moved her aside and approached the patient. “Just need to get some blood Mrs. Thompson,” he said loudly. His hands moved quickly and confidently, and before Jessica could position herself to watch his technique, he had finished.
He handed her two small vials of blood, still warm from the patient's body. “Thank you, Nurse Jones,” Jessica said loudly, meeting his gaze. He moved close to her, licking his lips. His mouth was inches from her neck, and
“Hey Chris? It’s Chris, right? Could you give me a hand with some blood draws?” asked Jessica. He looked up from the blood pressure cuff wrapped tightly around his patient’s arm, and Jessica noticed that he was using a stethoscope. He tapped one of the earpieces preventing him from hearing her, giving her a broad smile as he mouthed, “Just a second.”
Chris finished taking the patient’s blood pressure, removed the cuff, then quickly scribbled some numbers on a clipboard. He hung the clipboard on the foot of the bed, then turned to her. “Talk while we’re walking,” he said, quickly leaving the room and heading back to the nurses station.
Jessica hustled to catch up. Chris grabbed a fresh batch of orders from the printer, then shuffled through them efficiently as he picked out the ones meant for his patients.
“ I was wondering if you could help me with some blood draws,” Jessica said, twisting a long strand of her curly blond hair around her finger. He smirked at her but didn't say anything. Frustrated, she continued, “It’s just that this is my first night in the unit, and I think my resident has disappeared or something, and I could really use the help.”
He smiled at her and his eyes seemed to smile too, sparkling electric blue that momentarily hypnotized Jessica. “I’ll help you,” he said as he placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. Jessica thought his touching her was a little forward but did nothing to move away from him.
“I know that you medical students get stuck with all the scut work,” he said, gathering the supplies they would need for the blood draw. He paused, looking back at her. “I didn’t catch your name, doctor.”
Jessica blushed. As much as she wanted everyone to think of her as a doctor, the fact was she was still just a medical student, two years from graduation and the diploma that would give her the letters ‘MD’ after her name.
“It’s Jessica, and you really don’t have to call me doctor,” she said.
“ Yes, doctor,” he said. Jessica thought she detected a hint of sarcasm in his voice. So that’s how it’s gonna be , she thought.
“ Do you know the worst part about being a male nurse?” she asked him. His face remained neutral, and he gave her a noncommittal shrug. “Telling your parents you’re gay,” she said with a laugh. He gave her a fake icy stare which froze her in her tracks, but he couldn’t contain the ear splitting smile that soon spread across his ruggedly handsome face.
“ Funny,” he said as they walked down the long hospital corridor to her patient's room. Chris kept two paces behind her and Jessica thought she could feel his eyes on her ass but didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of saying anything.
“ Hey, you know how many doctors it takes to change a lightbulb?” he asked. She shook her head without turning. “None. They just get a medical student to do it.”
She laughed despite herself, and he laughed too as he finally caught up to her. They entered the patient's room together. An obese woman was splayed across an oversized bed, partially covered by a soiled cotton gown. Crap , thought Jessica, finding a vein on the fat ones is almost impossible.
As if reading her mind, Chris gently moved her aside and approached the patient. “Just need to get some blood Mrs. Thompson,” he said loudly. His hands moved quickly and confidently, and before Jessica could position herself to watch his technique, he had finished.
He handed her two small vials of blood, still warm from the patient's body. “Thank you, Nurse Jones,” Jessica said loudly, meeting his gaze. He moved close to her, licking his lips. His mouth was inches from her neck, and
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