Jacked (Trent Brothers #1)(31)

A little smirk warmed his face. “Not sure.” His chin jutted up—so confident, almost challenging me. “You offering to give me a ride?”

Sarah’s mouth fell open. So did mine but for different reasons. He knew I couldn’t drive my car and he knew exactly why that was.

“No… I…” Shit.

“You what?”

Was he amused, riling me like this? His smile faltered. “Sorry. That was, ah. I suppose your boyfriend wouldn’t approve of you getting teased like that.”

I stood there, completely dumbfounded.

“Oh no, she’s single,” Sarah quickly clarified, tossing a big, fat elephant into the room with a simple flutter of her hand.

Is he grinning at that now? Great. As much as I’d like to lay someone this gorgeous out on a hospital bed and have the kind of spontaneous, wildly passionate sex you only see in smut movies, even casual flirting like this was breaching patient/doctor ethical code.

I had the overwhelming desire to flee. “I’ll be right back so we can get to stitching you up.”

A warm, meaty hand with very long fingers clasped firmly onto my wrist, halting me from taking another step. “Sorry, Doc. I was just joking, trying to lighten the mood. It’s been a long night. One of my team members is waiting on me.” Damn, those eyes were so repentant, like a young boy caught being naughty. I imagined they worked well on his mother. He waited until he received my unspoken acknowledgement before releasing his hold on me.

I grabbed Sarah’s elbow when we got to the nurse’s station. “What was that?”

“What was what? What are you so mad about?”

I pointed down the hall toward his room. “That, back there. Telling him where I live.” She didn’t know he already knew where I lived but regardless, I didn’t want my busybody friends telling strangers my personal information.

“You’re kidding, right? Have you not noticed the way he’s been staring at you? He’s been eyeballing you like a hungry lion since you got in his line of sight.”

A split second evaluation of her observation led me to believe she was cracked in the head. “He has not.”

She laughed at me. “He sure as hell has. You may not have noticed but I sure did. Hungry. Lion. He licked his lips every time he looked at you.” She growled for emphasis. “I think he likes you.”

“Shh. He does not. And stop smiling at me like that. Do you know how much trouble I can get into here, Sarah? Do you?”

She shrugged, peering past me toward his exam room. “He looks worth the trouble, Erin. Did you see those biceps? And those tribal tattoos? Damn. That extra large cuff barely fit around him.”

His build was hard to miss. Intricate black ink tattoos, which resembled bands of braided rope, peeked out underneath the sleeves of his T-shirt. They wrapped around the thickest part of both of his arms, stopping at points at his elbows, adding to the whole sexy package.

“Yes, I noticed, all right? I’m not blind. Shoot.” This was so dangerous, breaking so many ethical protocols.

“Why are you so upset? And what was up with that camera crew? That was weird. Why the heck were they filming him?”

I finished my notation in his chart and curled a stray hair back over my ear, knowing he was being filmed earlier in the day when we met, too. “I have no idea. Maybe cops are tired of getting sued or something.”

My dear friend, Jen, rushed over to us, all flushed with excitement. “Oh my God! Did you see the gorgeous cop in room six? He looks so familiar.”

My friends were incorrigible. “You ran all the way up here from the pharmacy to look at a patient?”

“He’s Erin’s,” Sarah said, mirroring Jen’s enthusiasm.

Jen fanned herself with some paperwork, tugging at the neckline of her scrub top. “I was called on a code. Dayum. You are so lucky. Is he single?”

Sarah draped her stethoscope around her neck. “He isn’t wearing a ring.”

Jen glanced back toward his room, her long black ponytail swished over her shoulder. “Oh, if I wasn’t already married I’d be all over that. Wonder if Josh would let me date?”

Sarah nudged her elbow into Jen and then rubbed her baby belly. “I’m thinking the same thing, although he might not go for an instant family.”

So much for professionalism. They were salivating over an injured patient. “Geez. Do you two even hear yourselves?”

Sherry bounced in between us, springing around just like Tigger. “Heard you have the gorgeous cop patient in six. I just walked past there to check him out. Did you see his arms? Man he’s built. I bet he has a twelve pack going on.” She ran her hand around her own stomach. “You need to cut his shirt off. I want to do a tequila shot off those abs.”

Jen laughed. “And what? Break your tequila shot virginity?”

Sherry mockingly gaped at her. “For your information I am no longer a tequila shot virgin. Took care of that in Orlando just this past summer, don’t you remember? Besides, guys who look like that are the very reason body shots were invented.”

Sarah nodded profusely. “He’s got these awesome tribal tattoos that wrap all the way around. Makes me wonder what else he’s got tattooed, ya know?”

Sherry shrugged. “Get him to change into a gown and make him turn and cough.” She flipped her multi-hued bangs back out of her eyes. “Or you can push some Versed in him and we can take turns cathing his penis. That sounds like fun. Jen quick. Run and get some.”