“All good!” the ER doctor, Miancka Salters, said. “It’s always smooth as butter when you land the plane.”
“Hey!” Troy Salters, Nick’s first officer and Miancka’s husband, undid his harness and fake-glared at his wife.
She laughed, and so did Nick and Jannie.
They were lucky to have met them one evening while dining at the Mile High. Not only did the couple meet Jannick Med SERV’s needs perfectly, but they also quickly became close friends. Troy had been looking for a job after being laid off, Miancka jumped at the chance to leave the hospital and work with Nick and Jannie, and everything fell into place.
Miancka showing up at just the right time was a blessing. Before she could start caring for patients on Nick’s ambulance, Jannie needed to get the proper certifications, complete training in emergency medicine and air medical services, and gain some experience in critical care.
Between working on all that and her commercial multi-engine, she was incredibly busy, but never had she been so happy and fulfilled.
Miancka unfastened her seat belt. “So, you guys up for some fun later?”
“What did you have in mind?”
Miancka’s eyes sparkled. “Dancing.”
“Dancing?” That would be nice, but Nick couldn’t dance. Moreover, he hated crowds. Jannie shook her head. “I think we’ll—”
“Good idea!” Nick interrupted, extricating himself from the left seat. “Where did you have in mind?”
Jannie looked at him in confusion. Dancing was the last thing she expected Nick to want to do.
“Zouk! Tiëstowill be there, and I’ve never seen him.”
Oh. Jannie really wanted to see the popular DJ.
“Sounds good,” Nick said. “What time?”
“It’s best to be there right at ten, or the wait time is killer. They open at ten-thirty.”
“What’s the wait time?” Nick reached to unlatch the door.
“About an hour.”
“Doable.”
“All right!” Troy rubbed his hands together. “Should be a great time. Eat something at home. They’ve only got snacks.”
“Will do.” Nick lowered the stairs. “See you there.”
•
“Well. That, I was not expecting.”
Jannie squeezed Nick’s hand, her fingers intertwined with his, as they entered their house through the garage.
“Surprised you, didn’t I?”
“You sure did.”
“Well, I’m glad I didn’t embarrass you this time.”
She smiled. The last time he danced with her was at the convention the night they met, and she guessed he was the one who felt embarrassed.
“You were hot, husband. You might have warned me.”
“And miss your face when I dragged you to the middle of the floor? No way.”
