Page 35 of Protecting Paisley


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Behind us, Kass sighed loudly, clearly concerned. I looked over my shoulder and smiled to reassure her.

“Even so, Abby, we want to make sure it’s nothing worse, okay?” Hansen said, jotting down the girl’s BP that Kass handed us. Abby looked up at him, her eyes searching his face for a moment too long before she blushed and looked away. I hid a smile as he went back out of the house for the stretcher.

“If he is the one who takes me in each time, I have no issues with going,” Abby said with a giggle. Behind us, Kass made a sound between a snort and a laugh, and I chuckled.

“He is pretty cute, huh?”

“Yeah, but he’s got eyes for only you.” She shrugged and looked up at me. “How long have you been together?”

“Together?” My head snapped up, eyebrows rising in surprise. “Oh. No. We’re not together. We’ve never been—together.”

“Really,” Abby said. It wasn’t a question.

“Really,” I said firmly. “He’s my boss, actually.”

“I’m no expert or anything,” Abby said with a shrug. “But I’ve been known to be a matchmaker. He doesn’t look at you like a boss looks at an employee.”

“We’ve been here for three minutes,” I said. “How could you possibly come to that conclusion?”

“Don’t mind her,” Kass said quickly. “She thinks she knows everything.”

“I do know everything,” said Abby. “I’m fairly intuitive.”

“He’s a nice guy, is all.” I knew my face was glowing red, and I knew damn well that Abby noticed, but now wasn’t the time to be unprofessional.

“You’re probably right,” Abby said. “I bet he looks at all his employees like that.” She smiled at me again, that self-assured smirk growing on her lips. I couldn’t decide whether I loved this girl or hated her.

“Let it go, Abs,” the guy named Logan said somewhere over my shoulder. “You’re freaking her out.”

I cleared my throat and removed the oximeter from her finger, unable to think of a quick enough comeback before Hansen came up behind me with the stretcher. I started to stand up, and Hansen’s hand shot out to offer his help. I stole a quick glance at Abby, who rolled her eyes, but the knowing smirk still played on her lips.

“I’m good,” I muttered, ignoring Hansen’s hand. Whatever his issue had been earlier, it seemed he’d already cooled down.

“Abby, do you want to go to the hospital?” I asked her, trying my best to focus my attention on the issue at hand. “Your blood sugar is low like you figured, but it’s an easy fix.”

“I know,” grumbled Abby. “That’s what I told these two dorks.”

“We’re just looking out for you,” said Kass, smiling at me. I smiled back and nodded, understanding the desire to look after the people close to us all too well.

“I’m fine,” Abby said, pushing herself up from the couch. “I’m sorry that we wasted your time.”

“No time wasted,” said Hansen. “It’s our job. It’s what we’re here for.”

After ensuring Abby was steady while standing on her feet, Hansen and I left the house, getting ready to head back to the station. Apparently, now he was prepared to talk to me.

“I’m sorry I yelled earlier,” he said as we drove. He didn’t look at me, though, merely kept his eyes pinned straight ahead.

“I guess I deserved it.” A part of me knew that was true. I’d made it clear from the beginning I wanted him and the rest of the crew to treat me just as they did each other, even if that meant getting reamed for breaking the rules. I could face it; I had broken the rules and deserved punishment.

“The doctor said that much longer alone in there, Korbin could have died,” Hansen said. “You may have truly saved his life.”

“Yeah, well, it’s all part of the job description, right?”

“Yeah,” Hansen said, pulling into the garage. “I guess it is.”

Before he could say anything more, I climbed out of the ambulance as soon as he parked, trying not to overthink Abby’s little comments. As far as I knew, I hadn’t been looking at Hansen during the run, and I’d only assumed he hadn’t been looking at me, either. What exactly had she seen between us?

Korbin greeted us at the door, nodding slightly in my direction. “We need you in the kitchen,” he said, and his tone of voice caught me off guard. I assumed we’d already passed this angry stage of our relationship after our chat in the office this morning.