Beth froze for half a second before forcing a smile.
Just act normal.
“Oh, you know… busy.”
Michelle smiled. “Aren’t they always?”
Before Beth could answer, Dr. Gibson strolled up, already flipping through a chart. His gray-streaked hair was slightly disheveled, and a new coffee stain was on his lab coat.
Michelle, I need you in ER 2. Possible appendicitis. Kid’s been vomiting all night.”
“On it.” Michelle grabbed a pair of gloves from the dispenser and made her way to the exam room.
So the morning went, keeping everyone busy with a steady flow of patients, thankfully nothing serious.
A couple of hours into her shift, Beth finally had a moment to breathe. She grabbed a coffee from the break room and checked her phone, smiling when she noticed Bryce’s contact name had been updated—and he’d already sent several messages.
?First Name:Bryce Hubs
Last Name:?
?Bryce Hubs:
Morning. Hope your shift goes well.
Let me know if you want me to come
announce our marriage…
I can find the time in my busy
schedule to do that.?
?Bryce Hubs:
Do you have a spare key hidden
anywhere??
?Bryce Hubs:
Never mind, don’t need one.
You left the door unlocked…
we’re gonna have words about that later.?
?Bryce Hubs:
Hope you don’t mind, but I took a
few loads to the loft. Call me territorial,
but I like seeing your things in my space.?
Beth stared at her phone for a solid minute before responding.
?Beth:
