Claiming Crusher (Savage Brothers MC #4)(90)

That was probably going a step too far. Well, in actuality, the entire speech was going too far. If he files a complaint, I am most likely through here. I’m not sure I care at this point.

“Mr. Kane, honestly it’s late. I’ll have the nurse come in and give you a shot and I’ll need you to follow up with your family physician…”

“Your eyes sparkle when you’re mad.”

“I really…what did you say?”

“I said, your eyes sparkle, when you’re mad,” he repeats.

“Are you seriously…you’re hitting on me?”

“Is that so hard to believe?” He asks leaning back in the chair and I think maybe I’ve lost it. It’s definitely past time for me to go home.

“Considering I just told you that you have a venereal disease and the fact that I am your doctor, oddly enough Mr. Kane I do find it hard to believe.”

“I don’t happen to believe you, but even if what you say is true, I take the meds you give then I’m good right?”

I’m at a loss. I choose to ignore the part about him hitting on me. Hopefully after tonight, I won’t see him again. So, I concentrate instead on the only thing that matters.

“Providing you make sure the woman or women you have been having sexual relations with are treated, then yes.”

“Sexual relations? C’mon Doc, let’s call what it is. Fucking.”

At his explicit words, I feel heat creep into my face and it annoys me. I’m not a prude for god sake, it’s just this is not the type of conversation I would choose to have with a patient.

“Regardless of what you call it, you need to contact them and find the source.”

“You’re talking get a list of names of everywhere I’ve stuck my dick? Hell, I can’t remember that, Doc. It’s impossible.”

“The symptoms have a limited gestation period, so really the last three weeks to be…”

“That’s impossible,” he says again interrupting me and this takes me back. Seriously?

“You can’t remember who you’ve had sex with in the last three weeks?”

He shrugs, “Not really, no.”

“Of course you can’t,” I mumble, without meaning too. What was my original thoughts on this man? Yeah, I’m definitely not attracted now. “Regardless Mr. Kane, that is for you and your doctor to discuss. I will of course give you a shot of antibiotics tonight. Your primary care physician can further treat you when you follow up.”

“Excuse me Dr. Walker, I heard my boyfriend was here. Oh Bull honey are you okay? I told you, you should see a doctor about that cold. How about I take you to my place and make you some soup and…”

I’m frozen as the whore of St. Lutheran Hospital walks through the door—otherwise known as Nurse Melissa Allen. The very nurse who caused me to get my ass chewed out earlier tonight. Of course she’s this guy’s girlfriend. Of course. The only bright spot I can find in this scenario is that perhaps Melissa has also passed along the gift of love to Dr. Eldrdige. It couldn’t happen to a nicer guy really.

“I take it you two know each other?” I sarcastically add since she’s about to smother him in her breasts. To his credit Mr. Kane pulls away from her and looks more annoyed than anything.

“We’ve been dating for the last three months,” Melissa pipes up proudly.

“Odd, I thought you were dating Dr. Eldridge,” I say marking the medication orders down in the chart, and ready to get out of there.

“We’re not exclusive,” Nurse Allen says.

“We’re not dating, we’re f*cking,” Mr. Kane says, almost at the same exact time.

“I see. Well then, I’m sorry Nurse Allen but you probably should be tested for gonorrhea and in fact you might should ask Dr. Eldrdige to also.”

She gasps and steps back like I slapped her. Oh if only I could.

“What did you say?”

“It would appear your boyfriend…”

“We’re not dating we’re f*cking,” Mr. Kane interjects and I want to laugh when Melissa shoots him a dirty look.

“It would appear Mr. Kane has contracted the STD. For your safety you should also be tested. I can order it done now if you’d like?” I say and I try to keep the glee out of my voice. I would love to have the hospital tech to run the tests. It would be so much fun to watch it filter through the hospital grapevine.

“That’s not necessary, there’s no way that I have the clap! And if you mention this to anyone I will make sure that your supervisor…”

“Shut it, Melissa. I think I want you tested,” Mr. Kane interjects.

“I will not,” she counters.

“You will if you want to step foot back in the club.”

Really this could almost be fascinating if I had any sleep. I haven’t and I desperately hate being anywhere near Nurse Allen. So I decide to extricate myself from the situation.

“Well, you two can discuss this later. I’ll have one of the nurses come in to give you your shot, Mr. Kane and to discharge you. Please make sure you follow up with your doctor.”

“Oh I will. Don’t you worry about that,” he says and he seems to be smiling a lot for a man who has just been face with the diagnosis that he has an STD. Then again, if women like Melissa is who he dates and since he can’t remember their names three weeks later, perhaps it is.