Melissa Ann was sitting in front of the computer typing away when I arrived at the nurses’ station.
She reached over to a small bag next to her keyboard and snatched some crackers before turning to look at me.
“Don’t get pregnant, it sucks,” she whined, and I laughed at her misery. She was starting to show a good bump, and I thought she looked adorable.
“Can’t be that bad since you did it twice,” I reminded her, and she rolled her eyes. Of course, I was right.
“So, you’ve managed to only kiss your hunk of burning love when I’m not on shift. I’m pretty disappointed you won’t let me live vicariously through you and the doctor.” She ate a cracker and gave me a sharp look.
“My apologies, I’ll make sure to lay a big one on him the next time we’re around you.” I laughed, and she joined in with me.
I told her about the event tomorrow, and the dress he got me. I told her about how things have changed between him and me.
“I’m pretty sure anyone could have called it happening between you guys, except you two. You’re the light to his dark.”
She didn’t know how much her words meant to me, and words wouldn’t be able to tell her just how much I needed to hear them. So, I reached over and hugged her instead of speaking. I was the light to his dark, the star in his night.
I pulled back from the hug, and she gave a little squeeze before letting me go. We went back to laughing and talking about how much of a fool I was going to make of myself in front of all of Seahill’s finest tomorrow evening.
