Until Autumn - Sheridan Anne Page 0,16

to Breaker and drops it into his hand, but before he can take off again, Breaker catches his wrist and pulls him into his chest. “You have forty-eight hours to have every cent you owe her in my hand. Otherwise, I will come and find you, and trust me, if I have to go out of my way for a swine like you, you’re not going to like it.”

Brandon looks to me as though I’m about to help him, but when I don’t make a move to save his stupid ass, he looks back at Breaker and swallows hard. “Um, yeah. Okay. I’ll get you the money,” he cries, nodding his head so viciously that he starts to resemble one of those bobble-head toys that bounce around in the front of cars.

Breaker releases him, and this time when he takes off, he doesn’t stop until his ass is dropping into his shitbox car and screeching down the street.

I grin at Breaker. “Thanks, you didn’t have to do that, but I really appreciate it.”

“My pleasure, love. You know you can always come to me if you need help with anything. Now, about next month’s rent. I didn’t mean to overhear, but you were screaming, and your voice has this weird ability to travel through walls. Do you need me to spot you some cash? If you’re struggling …”

“Oh, no,” I say, shaking my head. “Thank you, that’s really sweet, but I’ll be okay. From the sound of it, I’ll have that money back in no time, probably with interest too.”

“Let’s hope,” he says with a laugh. “I should do that more often. That was fun.”

“I’m glad you think so,” I say, looking back into my trashed apartment. “I better get started on this mess.” He nods and goes to walk away when I let out a heavy sigh and glance back at him. “Screw the mess. It’s not going anywhere. What do you say about going to the bar across the street and getting wicked drunk? I can tell you all about my first day and Dr. Dick.”

“Dr. Dick,” he says thoughtfully. “Why do I feel like this is a story worth listening to?”

“Because it is,” I grin proudly.

“Well then,” he says, waving his arm down the hallway. “What are we waiting for? There’s a bottle of wine and a scotch with our names on it.”

CHAPTER 5

THORNE

I let out a breath of relief as I walk through the door of the rundown bar across town. There’s soft music playing while murmured conversation sounds around me. It’s my favorite bar, the one place I can go where work doesn’t follow me.

Most of the doctors and nursing staff like to hang out at Dickie’s bar down by the hospital, but I learned my lesson about hanging out there the hard way. Those nurses are horny, and after accidentally going home with one who turned out to be on my service the very next day, things got awkward. Now, I stay far away from the nurses and keep my fingers well away from their honeypots.

I make my way over to the bar and quickly order myself a beer. Today was a hard day, and it’s all because of her. I haven’t gotten the little she-devil out of my head all day. From the very second I saw her at the elevator, right until she clocked off after her shift.

I think I spoke all of three words to her throughout the day, one of them being “Move,” when she got a little too close during the cesarean, but it was necessary. I wanted nothing more than for her to get a bird’s eye view and learn everything there is to know, but when she nearly knocked over the midwife with baby number three in her hands, I had no choice. She was so engrossed in the procedure that I don’t even think she noticed the other midwife, even after I told her to move.

It nearly killed me watching her facial expressions as she learned that being on my service wasn’t going to be an easy ride, but she needed to be punished for her recklessness this morning. What better way to do that than to memorize the hospital policies? She’s going to have to learn them at some point, so technically, I was doing her a favor. She should think of it as now having a deeper knowledge of the hospital system that she’s currently working in, something that the other students are yet to