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I shook my head with a laugh. God, Levi. Handsome and charming as always.

I closed his hand back around the gauze. “So how’s your wife?” I asked.

“Good. We’re divorced.”

I pulled back. “Really? You guys looked all happy on Instagram.”

“Yeah, well. It didn’t work out. We’re still friends, though. I saw you got divorced too. I was sorry to hear that.”

I shrugged, peeling off my gloves. “Shit happens. What are you gonna do.”

“So remember Cindy?” he asked.

I tossed my gloves in the trash. “Cindy Baker? Your neighbor? Totally. We used to play Guitar Hero with her in your living room after school.”

“She’s why I moved back.”

I raised my eyebrows. “Seriously?”

“Yup. She friended me on Facebook last year in the middle of my divorce stuff. We moved in two weeks ago.”

I shook my head. “Imagine that. Your soul mate was the girl next door.”

“I know. It’s wild.”

The sliding door opened, and Hector came back in.

Levi grinned. “Both of us divorced. Who would have thought? I hope it’s okay if I say your husband was an idiot.”

“You have no idea.”

He looked at me approvingly. “You look good, though. Scrubs suit you.”

I beamed, leaning back on the counter. “Thank you. You should see me covered in blood and vomit.”

He laughed.

“Hey, we should go for drinks sometime,” he said. “Catch up.”

“Yeah, sure,” I said.

Levi nodded at me. “Give me your number.”

I pulled out my phone and turned to Hector. “Can I get you to clean this up and get some lidocaine on it? And I need a suture tray.”

“You got it, boss.” There was a touch of attitude there on the word boss. He gave me a weird pursed-lip look and left.

Levi watched him go. “What was that about?”

I rolled my eyes. “Who knows? If he’s not dramatic, he dies.”

Levi gave me his number and I texted him Hi so he could save mine in his phone when his hand was free. “There,” I said, putting my cell away.

He studied me for a second. “You know I got tested for Benny.”

I smiled. “You did? Thank you.”

“Did he get a donor?”