Shocked rendered her speechless. Everything she’d ever wanted was within her grasp. To work at one of the best hospitals in the country was a culmination of all she’d worked for. Her parents would be so proud of her. And as much as shecompeted with her siblings, she knew they’d be happy for her too.
“Umm, thank you Dr. Wilkins, I’m honored to be offered a position. Working in Boston Memorial’s ER department has always been a dream of mine. It’s definitely a surprise.”
“A good surprise, I hope. I really do believe you’ll be an asset to my team.”
That was high praise coming from a man she admired and one she’d never worked with. What if she didn’t live up to his expectations?
“Yes, sir. It’s a good surprise.”
Though, she couldn’t make the decision while she was sitting naked in a hotel room. There was so much to consider. For the first time in her life, she had friends who counted on her and who she counted on as well. Colleagues who joked with her and had done nothing but made her feel welcome the second she’d walked in.
What sort of reception would she get from the people at Boston Memorial?
It was a big city hospital, there were no personal touches there like there were in the regional center she currently worked at.
And then there was Mitch. The man who’d turned her world upside down. The man who made her body come alive with just a smile. The man who’d captured her heart when she hadn’t been looking.
Nadia had no idea how he felt about her, but she could say that, after the night they’d spent together, her feelings for him had deepened.
She had a lot to think about. One thing she’d learned in life was that making hasty decisions could backfire and she didn’t want her world exploding on her. “When do you need my decision by Dr. Wilkins?”
A soft shuffle of sound alerted her to the fact she wasn’t alone anymore. Looking up she found that Mitch was standing in the bathroom doorway, a towel wrapped around his waist. Droplets of water still glistened on his chest and she had the overwhelming urge to drop her phone and lick the shimmering drops.
But it was the look on his face that had her heart dropping to the bottom of her belly. Gone was the hint of sparkle in his blue eyes. Now they were dark and stormy, like the rough seas during a wild winter squall.
How long had he been standing there?
How much had he heard?
Enough to know that a big change in her career was looming.
“Dr. Fletcher did you hear me?” Dr. Wilkin’s voice penetrated the fog she’d been in upon seeing Mitch.
“I’m sorry, the call dropped and I missed what you said.” Wow, another lie tripped off her tongue easily.
“I said, I’d need a decision by the end of the week. Today is Thursday, but I can give you until Saturday. But earlier would be better.”
“Okay, I’ll be in touch with my decision as soon as possible.”
“Excellent. Talk to you soon.” The call disconnected before she had a chance to respond to the man.
Two days.
She had two days to make one of the biggest decisions of her life. Bigger than taking the plunge and moving from Boston to Kerrville, Texas. Bigger because of the man standing in front of her.
Whatever decision she made, it would impact the rest of her life. Adulting sucked but she’d never backed down and crumpled before. She wouldn’t start now. But, damn, she wanted someone to make the decision for her.
The bloodin Mitch’s veins was colder than a winter’s day in Hunt. Nadia was leaving? She was going back to Boston? Well, she hadn’t out right said that was what she was going to do, but it definitely sounded like it.
Working in Boston Memorial’s ER department has always been a dream of mine
The words echoed around his mind, and each one a metaphoric bullet piercing his skin. Holding Nadia all night, feasting on her body washisdream come true.
Feelings he’d never experienced before had engulfed him and settled within the places where he’d been empty. One night was all it had taken for him to recognize his soulmate. He should’ve seen it earlier. Should’ve seen it when she’d been the one he turned to when he had an attack.
Mitch had wanted to tell her about his sessions. Wanted to share with her the steps he was making. He would never be cured, but during his talks with the therapist, he’d talked about walking through life with a special woman beside him. Before Nadia, he hadn’t given any thought to marrying. He’d always thought he was too broken for a woman. Too broken to be the kind of support a husband should be to his wife. Too broken to be loved.
The future he’d imagined was different to Nadia’s. Why had he thought they were aligned was a mystery to him. His heart yearned for the unreachable and now he wasn’t sure he’d recover.
