CHAPTER FOUR
The woman was staring up at him, his fist still twisted around her thick, luscious brown locks. Her eyes were so big, it was like looking at one of the baby giraffes at the animal sanctuary. She was fucking hot.
“Wh-what do you mean? I don’t like to be made fun of,” she said trying to sit up.
“Believe me, I’m not making fun of you. You’re beautiful and the fact that you’re also fucking smart is a bonus.”
“C-can I sit up please?” she asked.
“Let the girl up!” said Kennedy. “Geez, Mitch. Is this how you’re getting a date now?”
“I hope so,” he said smiling at Marnie. “I’d like a date with you.”
“Is he always cruel?” she frowned, staring at Kennedy. Kennedy looked at Marnie, tilting her head.
“He’s never cruel and he never, ever is cruel to a woman. If he’s asking for a date, he means it.”
“Trust me, he means it,” smirked Brooks leaning against the door frame.
“Oh, geez! This is one of your triplets?” asked Marnie.
“That’s right. I’m Brooks. We also have a sister, Marissa. I’ve heard a lot about you. Dr. Marnie St. John, right?”
“Yes, that’s me,” she said struggling again to be upright.
“Mitch. Let the girl up,” said Kennedy. He released her, reluctantly and smiled at her.
“How’s the hard head?” grinned Brooks.
“Sore,” he frowned. “But I have it on good authority that the stitches won’t prevent me from getting a date. Right, Marnie?”
“A date with someone else, yes. Excuse me,” she said leaving the room.
“Now you’ve scared her away,” said Kennedy. “She’s a great emergency room doctor. We need her. Do not scare her away. Do not screw with her emotions. And do not, hurt her.”
“I have no plan of doing that,” said Mitch. “I meant it. I want to ask her on a date.”
“Okay, big guy. After we finish all the tests. That’s a nasty cut and I think you have a mild concussion. Let me do my job and then I’ll cut you loose.”
It was another few hours before all the tests came back. In the meantime, Mitch was given a tetanus shot, as well as a complimentary dose of penicillin, just in case.
Nearly time for dinner, he was starting to get hungry and angry. His sexy doctor had not returned, most likely scared of him. Cursing himself, he hoped she didn’t leave the property, praying in fact that she wouldn’t.
There was a soft tap on the door and he sat up straighter, immediately closing his eyes because of the dizziness.
“Don’t move so quickly,” said the sweet delicate voice. He slowly opened his eyes, allowing his head to stop swimming.
“You came back,” he smiled.
“You’re my patient. I had to come back,” she said quietly checking his vitals.
“Is that the only reason?” he asked staring at the flawless peach skin.
“No. No, I’m hungry so I thought you might be. I can take you to the cafeteria if you like.”
“I’d like that very much,” he said. She nodded.
“Don’t sit up too quickly. We’ll go in the ATV. Slowly bring your legs over the side.”
