What? Why did that matter?
“Just want to know who my competition is.”
This guy had a death wish. If he knew about the Reapers, he’d never say something so bold. I almost smirked.
“I’ll get the doctor.”
He nodded. “See you soon, Nylah.”
I rushed from the room, nearly bumping into the nurse practitioner. “Sorry.”
Her brows bunched together with concern. “You okay?”
“I don’t know,” I admitted. “It’s this patient. Tony Brock.”
“Did he say or do anything?”
I stepped away from the door, wondering if he could hear us. The walls in this building were too thin. “Yes.” I told her how Tony touched my arm and what he’d said.
“I don’t want you going back in there. I’ll send one of the other nurses in for the discharge once I see him. I don’t like patients treating my staff like that. We’ll get him out as quickly as possible.”
Nodding, I felt relieved I wouldn’t have to be in the room with him again. I wasn’t intimidated, but I did question whether Tony would try to touch me again, and that meant I wasn’t safe. Why did some men ignore personal boundaries? Why did theythink it was okay to touch and take without permission? I’d never understand it.
I wasn’t going to let Tony irritate me for the rest of the day, so I focused on work and forgot about him. When I saw him check out, I stayed out of sight, breathing a sigh of relief when he left. I did catch his frown as he swept his gaze over the clinic like he was looking for me.
“What was that about?” Carrie, a fellow nurse, asked as the door shut behind him. “He seemed agitated when I gave him his discharge papers and asked why you weren’t handing them out.”
“I don’t know. Never saw him before today.”
The rumble of a motorcycle engine had me lifting my head out of habit, searching for Rael through the glass windows that faced the street. It wasn’t my biker.
Tony sat on the saddle of a Harley. A big black sleek machine that was almost as pretty as Rael’s. He chose that moment to turn his head and stare into the urgent care.
Shit.He saw me.
With sunglasses over his eyes, I couldn’t read his expression, but he nodded at me, then revved the engine and rode off.
“Wow,” Carrie whispered.
“And not wow in a good way,” I added.
“Do you think you need to tell Rael about him?”
“No. I’ll never see Tony again. Why make it a big deal when it isn’t?” Besides, Rael would probably let the Berserker loose and rip off his arms or something before the Reaper took his soul. Nothing Tony had done warranted his death.
“Well, if he comes back to the clinic, tell Rael.”
“I will,” I assured her. I wasn’t stupid. I just didn’t think this Tony guy was someone I needed to worry about.
By the time I finished my shift, it was nearly seven in the evening. I stifled a yawn as I packed up my things and headed outside to my SUV. Rael wanted to buy my car, but I told himthat if he did, I wouldn’t have sex with him for a year. That solved it. I now shoulder the burden of the monthly payment.
It made me smile because he loved to take care of me and insisted that paying the bills was his job as the man of the house. I loved that he took charge and paid for most of them because it let me use the money I made for other things I wanted for the kids and me. And I enjoyed buying him gifts, too.
As I unlocked my car and slid behind the wheel, I dropped my purse on the seat and started the engine. It was dark out, and my lights flicked on, illuminating the bike in front of me. For two heart-pounding seconds, I thought it was Tony.
Shock flashed through my body. I gripped the steering wheel until the biker ripped off his helmet.
Rael grinned as he patted the seat behind him. Our date. I almost forgot about it.
