“The kids are going to be so excited you two are here.” Talia bounces on her feet as she escorts us down the hallway and to abank of steel elevators. Once in the elevator, Talia turns her attention to me. “So, Nic, not that I don’t love seeing your handsome face, but what happened to Cisco?”
“His wife had their baby early.” I follow Talia and Cam onto the elevator.
“He’s probably around here somewhere,” Cam jokes.
“Aww.” Talia’s reaction makes me wonder if she’s got baby fever already. The thought of her giving me a little niece or nephew makes me a little excited. Even if their father is Cam. “We should send them a gift.”
“Whatever you want, itty bitty.” Cam tugs her braid and gives her a gushy smile.
Thankfully, the door opens, and I’m no longer subjected to their mushy shit.
As soon as we step through the doors of the pediatric ward, I spot Savannah standing behind the nurse’s station, reading something on the tablet in her hands. She’s wearing a pair of dark-blue scrubs, a white coat, and a stethoscope around her neck. Her hair is pulled back into a high ponytail, and she looks fucking gorgeous. My heart leaps behind my ribs, and my blood rushes south to my cock.
“Dude, you’re ogling,” Cam mumbles in my ear.
I swat him away. “Shut the fuck up.”
“Just saving you from your sister.” I look over my shoulder to find Talia across the room, talking to another nurse. “Listen, I don’t want to get involved. I cannot keep anything from my wife, so I’m going to pretend you weren’t staring at her boss like you wanted to fuck her and go distract Talia until it’s time to meet some kids.”
“Whatever.” No way am I admitting anything to him, but I’m grateful for the help.
Savannah would freak out if Talia knew about us. Which is a complete kick in the nuts. Despite it being early days, I do not wantto keep what is going on between me and Savannah a secret. I want everyone to know she’s mine.
“Fuck.” I run my fingers through my hair as a tap on my leg draws my attention. Staring up at me is the cutest little girl I’ve ever seen, with brown hair, dark-brown eyes, and pigtails. “Hey.”
“You said a bad word.” The little girl pouts, reminding me of Talia when she was little.
My lips pull up as I scratch my head and pretend I didn’t just swear in the middle of a children’s hospital. “I did?”
She nods her little bobblehead, melting my heart. “Mm-hmm. My mommy said you shouldn’t say bad words.”
I squat down to get on her level and bop her cute little button nose. “Your mommy is right. I shouldn’t have cursed. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. My daddy swears all the time. Just don’t tell Mommy,” she says, covering her lips with her finger, making sure I know not to spill the truth.
I can’t help laughing as I make an X over my heart and promise, “We’ll keep that private.”
“What do we have here?” Savannah’s soft voice cuts in as she kneels beside the little girl.
“I was just getting reprimanded for using bad language,” I admit.
Savannah smirks at me, and fuck if it doesn’t make me want to grab her around the neck, tug her face to mine, and kiss her right in front of everyone.
“Is that right, Ella Bella?”
“Yup.” The little girl nods as she stares at Savannah in wonder.
I don’t blame her. Savannah is a sight to behold, and from all the stories I’ve heard from my sister, I know she’s an amazing doctor as well.
“Good thing you’re here to keep an eye on Mr. Romero. We can’t have him teaching you kiddos bad words, can we?”
“Nope. This is a bad word free zone,” the little girl states.
“That’s right, Ella. Should we show this guy where the party is?”
“Can I have a cookie?” Ella asks, hopping on her toes, hands clasped together.
“You can have as many cookies as you want. Just don’t tell your mom.”
