That was good news, on two notes. One, Rogers was finally getting the help he deserved and, from the sounds of things, desperately needed. And two, he’s also not a threat to Liv.
“So, just curious. Why the rush on the installation?”
“It’s Liv’s first day back to work since I got here. I’d like it done before she gets home.”
“That way she can’t argue with you about how she doesn’t need it?” D’s voice was laced with amusement.
Jake smiled. “Who says you’re not a genius?”
“Um...no one.” Both men laughed and then Derek said, “You aren’t worried she’ll be mad at you for, I don’t know, overstepping your bounds with her house?”
“Let me worry about that. You just get the stuff together and get your ass here.”
“Yes, sir, boss, sir!”
Jake pictured D giving him a mock salute. Probably the one-fingered kind. “See you in an hour.”
****
Olivia glanced at herwatch and smiled. She’d been busier than normal today, which had helped to make her shift go by fast. After giving report to the nurse taking over for her, she walked out into the ER’s main entrance where, as promised, Trevor was waiting for her.
She pushed away the twinge of disappointment that it wasn’t Jake standing there, but Olivia knew he would be back as soon as he possibly could.
He’d texted her a few times during her shift. Nothing important, just random messages saying hi or asking how her day was going.
Olivia had the feeling his true motive was to check and make sure she was okay, which made her love him even more.Maybe it’s time you told him.
Trevor smiled and walked toward her. “Hey, there, stranger,” he drew her into a friendly hug. “How are you?”
“I’m good.” She hugged him back and then pulled away. “How are you?”
“Can’t complain. You look great, by the way.”
After being on her feet all day and running around like a mad woman, Olivia wasn’t convinced he was telling the truth.
Of course, the last time Trevor saw her was the day they’d all come back home after she and Jake had narrowly escaped their captors. Olivia had been covered in bruises, then. Compared to that, she probably did look great.
“Thanks. You, too.” Now, that was the absolute truth. Trevor was undeniably hot.
He kept his dark, wavy hair short and stylish. His bone structure was damn-near perfect, from his long, narrow nose to his chiseled jaw and chin.
There was a bit more scruff on his face than the last time she’d seen him, which only added to his ruggedly handsome appearance.
With his six foot-two, muscular frame, and his Hollywood looks, the guy could seriously be a model if he wanted to.
While Olivia thought him attractive—ahem, what girl wouldn’t—she felt none of the panty-dropping vibes from seeing him like she did with Jake. Trevor was her friend and nothing more. Jake was...hers.
“How was work?” Trevor asked as he led her toward the elevators leading down to the parking garage.
“It was good. Busy, but good.”
They continued with their friendly small talk as rode to the garage’s first level where Trevor had parked his truck. They spoke as they walked, their voices echoing slightly throughout the concrete structure.
“I really appreciate you doing this, Trevor. I feel bad, though. I’m sure there are better things you could be doing.”
“Nah.” He smiled down at her. “As far as assignments go, trust me when I say I’ve had much worse. Besides, Jake texted me right before you came out. He’s on his way back, and he’s bringing food, so I’d say the trade-off was worth it.” Trevor winked and gave her a boyish grin.
At that, Olivia smiled wide, too. They hadn’t known each other all that long, but she felt very comfortable around him. He was handsome and sweet. He was also protective. All very much like Jake. Which made her wonder...
