I’m more concerned with Sullivan whose eyebrows went from being raised to being frowned. This means he’s picking up on something. Yeah, whatever, who I fuck is my business.
“I have a consult,” he finally says and starts walking to the door. “Let me know if there’s something I can do. I don’t wanna see her gone any more than you do.” I nod and he leaves, giving me some one on one time with London.
“Thank you,” she says with a voice soft like cashmere.
“No need, you didn’t do anything wrong. Actually, your catch was amazing. If Brogan’s ego can’t take it, that’s his problem, not yours.” I sit next to her fine ass on the couch. Oh, London’s ass and couches. Amazing combination if memory serves me right.
“I don’t know if I should be in this room. I don’t even think I should be in the hospital.”
“You’re exactly where you’re supposed to be. Stop worrying, I got you.”
“That’s what you keep saying. Zach, I can’t not worry, my practice is a condition for taking my specialty degree next summer. Otherwise, I’ll remain a none qualified nurse. I don’t know how to thank you for what you did for me but if the Chief decides to call your bluff, I’m in a really deep puddle of dirt.” Dirt, she can’t even say shit. Adorable. This is the same woman who no sooner than yesterday wanted to listen to me talking about her sucking my dick.
“I would have you in another hospital by dinner time. It wasn’t a bluff anyway, and I know exactly how you can thank me.”
She’s trying to look fazed by my words, but I know the dirty demoness in her feels intrigued at the idea of putting out here, where anyone could walk in.
“This is not a good time for making out, Zachary.”
“I was thinking more like a blow job, you know, but yeah, I’ll take making out now and sucking later.”
Her lips part in shock, but I don’t give her enough time to put me off. I take her delicate wrists in my hand and pull her in for a kiss. A possessive, deep kiss, meant to set her mind straight. I’ll take care of her in more ways than one.
London respond instantly, meeting my tongue with her own. Things get hot pretty fast and I’m not so sure a blow job would be enough to put out the fire in my gut. I need her whole. I need her violently. She presses her round, full tits in my chest trying to get closer, craving the contact as much as I do. When I’m about to put her on her back and take advantage of that perfect body, the door flies open and Jess walks in, followed by her wife. Awesome. London jumps away from me in a second and tries to play it cool, but her irregular breathing and red cheeks are more than enough to explain what we were doing. Me? I don’t care. I’d fuck her in front of the girls if they’d be fine with that and I have a feeling Jessica would be.
“Oh, look at that, Wendy, baby, Zach and London finally made peace.”
“Yeah, they look friendly enough.”
“Really? I think they look like they’ve been fucking.”
Wendy rolls her eyes and I growl. Two things I know for sure about Jessica Monroe, she will eat your food, and she’ll make you uncomfortable.
“Ok, Jess, calm down, you’re making London feel weird and she’s having a bad day already.” I bark in her direction.
“Sorry, I’m just mad because Wendy and I had our eyes on her but whatever, we can always ask Mary Pat, from the lab. It’s a known fact that she wants to bang my wife.”
That’s true. I actually heard Mary Pat talking about it.
“Jess, enough. London, what happened You look like hell, and I don’t think it is from that kiss.”
My girl sighs and drags her hands through her blonde curls. Calling her mine feels right, because I know I look at her like I own her. She couldn’t belong to me more if I’d brand her butt with my name.
“I just got fired.”
“What?” Jess and Wendy speak at the same time.
“Yeah, Dr. Brogan fired me.”
I see Jessica moving into panic attack mode and that’s my cue to say something and put her at ease.
“No one is going to fire London. I talked to Sadin. I got it, so let’s just relax.”
As signaled, Chief Sadin and Brogan walk through the door, and the old man does not look pleased. I’ll take that as a sign that London isn’t going anywhere. Good. Switching jobs would be a pain in my ass right now.
“Zachary, London, I’m glad I found you both here.” The Chief says and the way she
puts the accent on “both” doesn’t get past me. “Dr. Monroe, you two are free to go, if you want.”
“Oh, oh no. We’ll stay right here.” I can see that Jessica’s answer doesn’t please Sadin at all, but she knows better than to push her buttons.
“There is no need to gang up on...”
“We’re staying, Chief!”
“Very well then. London, after looking over what happened...”
I can sense London getting stiff next to me, but the Chief doesn’t get to finish her sentence because Brogan cuts in and he finally decides to do the fucking manly thing and talk to me.
“I don’t know what got into you yesterday, Zachary, but I know you’re a damn good doctor. No one complains about your mistakes, son. You’ve been led to go over my instruction by this insubordinate, oblivious nurse...” I don’t like how he uses the word nurse, like it’s somehow dirty.
“Karl, I thought we agreed you’d let me do the talking.” Once again, the Chief is too under his thumb to tell the guy to shut the fuck up. “London, you’re not going to be fired, but we don’t think you and Dr. Brogan are a good match, so I took the liberty of moving you back to your old position, as Dr. Ford’s scrub nurse. That being said...”
“Sonia, this is ridiculous. She’s incompetent and an anarchist. I will not have her trying to sabotage Zachary’s career...” How about you don’t worry about me, jackass. “We appreciate you trying to be a gentleman and take the blame, son, but you can drop it now. I won’t have another pretentious doctor running around this hospital. And a nurse for crying out loud, a woman who wasn’t good enough to do a man’s job.”
Everyone in the room stops dead like a hysterical teacher started dragging her nails on the blackboard. Sadin is the first to shake off the shock, and her first reaction is to put her hands up in defense towards Jess and Wendy. Yeah, fear the rage of the lesbian couple. From the look on Jessica’s face, I bet she’d be more than happy to bite off Dr. Sexist Fuck’s nose off while I hold him down.
“Careful, Chief,” I say “Let the old man talk like that and you might wake up with another lawsuit landing on your desk. You know how my mother likes to drag misogynists around the courtrooms. It’s her favorite type of Pilates.”
“No more threats, Zachary. This a hospital dispute, not a bar brawl. Dr. Brogan, I’ll see you in my office now.”
“Sonia!”
“London will keep her position with Dr. Ford, and this is the end of it.”
“Good, now I’ll give London a drive home. We’re taking today off.”
Conveniently for me, I forget to mention she’ll end up at my house, in my living