He really needed to talk to her.Nine fifty-nine.
“I won’t keep you,” said Marcelle. “I’m off now, too, and just wanted to make sure you were okay, you know, after our last meeting.”
“Thanks. You’re a good woman, Marcelle.”
She grinned. “I know, but I appreciate you saying it.”
As she turned, she bumped into someone walking past. It was Josh Douglas. Connor was glad to see the doc had been able to get away from the mainland to join the party.
Josh had been holding a Coke. Upon impact with Marcelle, the brown liquid splashed all over the front of her pristine uniform.
He reached out a hand to steady her. “Your uniform. Shit, I’m sorry.” He grimaced. “Sorry for the language too.”
As Marcelle looked up, Josh’s blue eyes widened. His mouth hung open. Her smile turned into a thing of flirty perfection.
Connor almost laughed. This was too perfect. “Marcelle, have you met the doc? You probably should, seeing as he’s going to be paying for your dry cleaning.”
Josh grabbed a wad of napkins from a nearby table and thrust them at her. He stretched out his hand. “I’m Josh, Josh Douglas.”
“I’ve heard about you. You’re the famous shifter doctor.” She wiped her torso and then shook his hand.
“I don’t know about famous.”
“Famous around the resort, then. I’m Marcelle Burgess.”
“I haven’t seen you around here before, Marcelle.”
“I don’t work here anymore, but Ryland calls me when he needs extra help.”
“I’m glad he needed extra help tonight.” Josh’s nervous chuckle sounded familiar to Connor. He’d made a few of his own in Elaine’s presence. “I don’t suppose I could buy you a drink to make up for my clumsiness.”
“I’d like that. Just give me a few minutes to change. I’m clocking off, and I have a dress in the staff room. Meet you at the bar?”
“You bet. I’ll be waiting.”
Marcelle headed into the back, turning once to glance at Josh over her shoulder. Josh turned to Connor, his eyebrows raised.
“She’s cool,” said Connor, leaning in. “Don’t spill any more drinks on her tonight and you should do just fine.”
Still wearing a look of bemused delight, the doctor aimed for the bar.
One of the hired security officers arrived to relieve him. “You’re outta here, Connor. Have a good one.”
“Thanks. I plan to.” He headed toward the security office to return his walkie-talkie and check a couple of things before signing out.
He moved quickly, not wanting to miss another minute. He didn’t like seeing that frown on Elaine’s face and didn’t want her working under any misapprehensions about him and Marcelle. There was only one woman he wanted to dance with tonight and she was wearing a sexy copper dress that was testing all his fortitude and patience.
He was determined to make this evening an event Elaine would always remember.
