“Not at all, Rina.”
The glass pane door of their ER cubicle opened, and the curtain whipped back. An older woman with a helmet of white hair, wearing a pink pair of scrubs, entered. “Kareena Mann?”
Kareena nodded.
The woman turned to Prem. “Dr. Verma, I didn’t realize that you were still here.”
He stood and crumpled the empty plastic mixed nuts bag. “I was just leaving. Kareena? I’ll talk to you later. Text me if you need anything.”
“I won’t.”
“I will be seeing you soon.”
“You don’t have to sound so smug about it,” she mumbled.
Prem stared at her for a moment longer, then he motioned for the nurse to follow him out of the room.
She gave him a wary look and ignored Kareena’s protest as they stepped behind the curtain and glass pane. When they were out of hearing distance, the nurse said his name like a question.
“Mrs. Baker,” he said to the nurse. “Kareena and I are . . . close.”
The nurse’s eyes went wide. Prem could only imagine that she’d be bursting at the seams, ready to tell the rest of the staff at the station that he was in a relationship.
“Yes, sir. We’ll take very good care of it.”
“I know you will. Can you recommend to her physician that they add to her aftercare notes that she’s in need of a full physical and an allergy test? She’s going to complain, but I want to make sure that this doesn’t happen to her again.”
“You got it,” the nurse said, and turned to walk back into the room.
Prem waited a few moments longer until he heard Kareena’s shriek of indignation. He grinned and strolled away whistling. This was going to be more fun than he’d thought.
Chapter Nine
Kareena
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Kareena: *BLOCK*
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Kareena: *BLOCK*
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