He kept his smile in place despite his state of undress. “Maybe I can explain my, er, situation over eggs benedict.”

She was tempted, even with him dressed in a hospital issue gown open in the back, she was tempted. “I don’t think so.”

“Why not? You said yourself I’m good looking, and I know you’re curious about why I ended up here.”

Janet slide the paperwork she held in front of him and handed him her pen. “Even if I wanted to, I make it a rule not to date my patients.”

“Hmmm…” He took the paper and signed his name, then pushed it in her direction. “I’m no longer your patient.”

Janet couldn’t stop the giggle that erupted. “Listen…” She picked up the paper and noted his name. “Mr. Ritter. I’m flattered, really I am, but I don’t think this would be a good idea.”

“I suggested breakfast, not marriage.”

“You’re wearing a hospital gown and a smile.”

“I’ll change. We can drop by my house so I can get my wallet.”

Janet narrowed her eyes. “Is this some perverse way to get a free ride home?”

“I’ll pay for the gas.” His eyes locked with hers sending a chill up her spine.

“Hey Janet,” a voice called from beyond the closed curtain.

“I’ve got to go. Day shift needs report.” But her feet didn’t move. Instead, she stared at him, knowing somehow she would give into his request, and if
nothing else give him a ride home.

Something she had never done before.

“I’ll meet you outside, by your car.”

On a sigh she said, “Yeah, okay.” Janet turned away. “How do you know what I drive?”

“I don’t, but I’ll figure it out.”