is thick and brown. His eyes are blue and sparkling.
His eyes!
Are open.
“Sir, can you hear me? You are at the hospital. We are going to take good care of you.”
He doesn’t speak, but his eyes tell me he understands what I’m saying.
“Relax. Do you remember what happened?”
“No,” he says carefully.
I smile, happy to hear his voice.
“The paramedics said you were in a car accident. We are assessing your injuries now and determining if you need surgery or not.”
He smiles back at me. Patients in this much pain usually don’t smile back at me.
“How much pain are you in on a scale of 1-10?”
“0.”
I frown and look down at Felicity who administered his IV. The drugs shouldn’t have taken effect that quickly. She looks back at me just as concerned. He’s probably in shock.
“0? Are you sure? You don’t feel any pain in your head or chest or leg?”
“No.”
Concern covers my face. He may be worse off than I thought. I look at the doctor who shares the same worry.
“I’m not in any pain because I’m staring at a beautiful angel who I would have never met had I not gotten injured. So the pain I feel is masked by how lucky I feel to have found you.”
I blush and shake my head. I’ve been hit on plenty as a nursing student. But never so blatantly by a man in such a serious condition before.
The doctor in the room laughs. “I think you are going to be just fine if you can joke at a time like this.”
“I’m not joking. Before I leave, I will have your number. And we will start an epic love story.”
I blush more and laugh nervously. If he asks, I will give him my number in a heartbeat. He seems like exactly the kind of man I’m looking for.
“Okay, Romeo. Just relax and focus on getting better, then we can talk about dating,” I say.
Cole Traver’s the one.
Blue eyes, prince charming, and I saved his life.
He’s exactly what I’m looking for. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about him all day. He’s the last one on my rounds to check on. I have one more patient first.
And then I get to have my fairy tale come true. I get to go out with a man who is charm itself. It will be better than the fairy tales. They could make a movie out of our love story. “Love in the Emergency Room” they could call it.
I scrunch my nose. Obviously, the movie people would think of a better name than that. But our story will be epic. I can’t wait to shove it in my brother’s face later. And tell Ren about it on Sunday. She’s going to freak when I tell her I fell in love so quickly. Okay, maybe it’s not love yet, but it will be. I can tell from his tailored suit, dreamy eyes, and smile, he’s the one for me.
I knock on the door and then enter, hardly waiting for a response from the patient before entering.
“I’m Mila; I’m here to give you more pain medication and check to see how you’re feeling,” I say, as I head to the computer to look up the patient’s information.
“I know who you are, Mila.”
No. Fucking. Way.
I was too much in my own fairyland to even get a good look at the patient when I entered. Usually, I would have looked up my patient on the computer before entering their room to ensure I was prepared. I didn’t this time. I’m too blissful and wrapped up in my prince charming in the next room to worry about this one.
I narrow my eyes as I look at him. Ace Knight. This can’t be happening.
“Are you stalking me now?”
He chuckles and then lifts the cast on his arm. It’s then that I see the gash on his head. The broken leg and the IVs coming out of his body. Whatever happened was serious.
“No, they typically don’t give you a say in which hospital you go to when you’re unconscious.”
I flip my head back to my computer ignoring him. I need to get this done as quickly as possible. I scan the computer looking for my orders from the physician. Check his vitals and administer his next dose of antibiotics and painkillers. Easy enough.
“I need to check your blood pressure and oxygen levels.”
I grab the blood pressure cuff and tighten it around his bulging bicep. His arm is so big the cuff barely fits, after a