Marrying the Playboy Doctor - By Laura Iding Page 0,26
television blurry?”
“A little,” he admitted.
Seth got off the sofa and crossed over to where Ben was sitting on the floor. “Look at me,” he commanded.
Ben obediently turned, so he was facing Seth.
“Hold up your hand to cover your left eye,” Seth instructed. Ben’s left eye was the one with the stitches. “How blurry am I now?”
“You’re not blurry at all,” Ben said.
Seth nodded. “Okay, cover up your right eye instead. Now how blurry am I?”
“Really blurry. There’s, like, two of you.”
Kylie sucked in a breath, trying not to panic when Seth’s concerned gaze met hers.
“I think you’d better give that ophthalmologist a call.”
“I will.” Kylie rose to her feet and headed for the kitchen where she’d kept her appointment book. Ben had a follow-up appointment with Dr. Greenley on Tuesday, but she suspected her son needed to be seen sooner.
She dialed the number listed on Geoff Greenley’s card, but as it was a Sunday she was routed through to his answering service. She left a message, including her home phone number and her cell phone number, before hanging up.
After taking a deep breath, she let it out slowly. There was nothing more she could do right now except wait.
She turned back toward the living room, then paused and glanced back at the phone. If Ben was having trouble with his vision she’d need to cancel Elise, the babysitter, too.
Stifling a pang of regret, Kylie reached for the phone. It was probably for the best anyway, because after two sizzling kisses her emotions were already too tangled up in Seth for her own good.
Seth wanted to have fun. He hadn’t made any promises. She never should have agreed to go out with him. She knew it was all too possible he’d eventually get bored and move on to the next woman, like he always did.
Potentially leaving her heart shattered in a million broken pieces once he was gone.
Seth drove Kylie and Ben to the hospital, irked to realize that as the afternoon wore on, while they’d waited for Dr. Greenley to call back, Kylie had once again distanced herself from him.
He understood she was worried about Ben. After everything she’d been through with Ben’s father she was clearly used to handling crises alone, and with the ominous changes in her son’s vision she had a right to be concerned.
Still, he didn’t think Ben was the only reason she was practically ignoring him. Something else had happened to make her retreat, and darned if he could pinpoint what he’d done.
He hadn’t even kissed her—even though he’d thought of little else during the afternoon. The football game hadn’t held his attention like Kylie.
They’d arranged to meet Dr. Greenley in the ED. It was odd coming into the department as a patient’s family member rather than as part of the staff.
“Hey, Seth.” Simon Carter, the ED physician he’d covered for the previous weekend greeted him when they walked in. His curious gaze rested on Kylie and Ben. “Hi, Kylie. What’s wrong? Is there something you need?”
“We’re actually meeting Dr. Greenley here, to check out Ben’s left eye.” He quickly introduced Kylie’s son. “Do you have an empty room for us?”
“Sure thing. Although I think you bypassed Registration.” Simon grinned as he gestured for them to follow him into a room. “But that’s okay. I’ll ask the registration clerk to come in to see you, to get everything rolling.”
“Sorry,” he murmured to Kylie. “I guess I didn’t go through proper procedures by bringing you directly in.”
Despite her obvious concern for Ben, she smiled. “You doctors are all the same, thinking you’re above following the rules.”
“Hey, I was hoping we wouldn’t have to get charged an ED fee, that’s all,” Seth defended himself.
Kylie’s smile faded. “We have insurance, so it’s no problem. I’m sure this visit will be covered.”
If not, he’d darn well pay it himself. But he didn’t voice the thought as Maggie, the registration clerk, arrived. Maggie greeted him briefly, and then entered all the pertinent information from Kylie about Ben into her laptop computer.
“Will someone let us know when Dr. Greenley arrives?” Kylie asked, glancing at her watch. It had taken a while for the doctor to get back to her once she’d left the message with his answering service.
“I’m sure they will.” Seth poked his head out of the room, noticing the ED wasn’t too busy. There was only a handful of rooms with patients in them. Perhaps coming in during the middle of a Packers game was actually a good strategy.