Winning my Best Friend's Girl - Piper Rayne Page 0,73
family. Finally.”
There goes my fuck fest.
Twenty-Seven
Stella
“So what’s the word?” Allie bites a carrot stick, leaning back in her chair at the nurses’ station.
I put on my badge and look at the board, unable to strip the smile off my face for the past two days since Kingston and I got together. “What do you mean?”
“Don’t you dare hold out on me!” She takes another bite, her eyes following me.
I laugh and sit on a stool. “All’s good. We’re an official couple.”
“Yay!” She jumps up and pulls out her phone. Her thumbs rest on the screen and she hammers out a message to someone.
“Who are you messaging?” I ask.
“Dori. She told me to let her know if our plan worked.” She sets her phone back on the desk when she’s done.
“You have her cell phone number?”
“Yep. She likes me. Told me it’s a shame she doesn’t have any more single grandsons otherwise she’d fix me up with them.”
I nod. I took their advice on sneaking up to the cabin to surprise Kingston, but they don’t know about the sappy candles, rose petals, and asking him to homecoming. Sedona helped me snag his suit. Allie thought I should be naked in the hot tub when he got there. Imagine looking at Grandma Dori after that suggestion. All kinds of wrong.
“Looks like you got what you wanted.”
Her phone buzzes and her lips turn down after reading. “She said she already knew. How did she already know?”
“Maybe because Denver and Cleo ended up coming? But they stayed up there an extra day when we left. And Kingston dropped me off at my apartment only hours ago so he could get on shift, so I don’t think it’d be him. I don’t think Sedona would say anything.” I shrug. “I don’t really know.”
Her phone buzzes again and she picks it up, that smile I’m so used to shining once again. “She just sent me a high five emoji.” Her thumbs rush out a text and she places it down, exchanging her phone for a carrot stick.
“I’m concerned that your best friend is in her seventies.”
Ralph approaches the nurses’ station, a med student on his heels. “Dr. Harrison, you have a nice two days off?”
“I did, and now you can have a nice couple days off. Thanks for covering for me, Ralph.”
“That’s what a good colleague does. Let’s go over the board.” He pulls out his special blue marker.
I roll my eyes behind his back at Allie. She giggles quietly and picks up her phone to hammer out another text.
We go over all the patients before Ralph leaves me to take over. I head out to do my own rounds and assess the patients after he goes into the break room to get ready to leave for the night.
Five hours later, Allie’s waiting for me outside of exam room five.
I sanitize my hands. “What’s up?”
“There’s a Sedona Bailey here asking to see you.”
I tilt my head. “Sedona? She came all the way here?”
“She did. I can’t believe how much she reminds me of Kingston.”
“Which room?” I head down the hall, following Allie blindly.
“She’s in eleven.”
We cut through the nurses’ station as Phoenix barrels into the emergency room, Cara from admitting trying to stop her.
“It’s okay, Cara.”
Allie looks back at me. “That was her, but she was pregnant.” She points at Phoenix’s flat stomach.
“Oh, Stella, thank goodness. Sedona called me. She was up here shopping for something for the baby. I swear I’m going to kick her ass for doing all this shit on her own.” Phoenix barrels up to me. “I mean, she’s pregnant and her asshat of an ex-boyfriend is nowhere to be found. The rich fucker could at least pony up some money to buy his kid a crib.”
Allie’s eyes widen at me, so I say, “Allie, this is Phoenix, Sedona’s twin sister.”
“I thought the fact I haven’t had a proper orgasm in six months was starting to affect my vision.” Allie blinks and walks toward room eleven.
“Now I know you’re not Buzz Wheel’s most avid fan,” I tease her.
“It never said they were twins,” Allie whines.
I shake my head at her and turn back to Phoenix. “She’s in eleven, and Phoenix?” I put my hand on her arm. “If Sedona is in labor, let’s hold off on bringing all this up to her, okay?”
Phoenix walks into eleven before Allie or me, and I sanitize my hands. “Why are you in Anchorage on your own?”