Doctor Mistake (Boston’s Billionaire Bachelors #2)

S tepping out of the OR, my last patient of the day needing a C-section, I scrub out, taking a quiet moment to do my breathing exercises. I haven’t felt dizzy all day and I think it’s because I’ve been hydrating like a madwoman and eating more snacks than I typically would have.

But now that my day is done, I’m not sure where I should go. What bedroom to sleep in if I do go back to Carter’s. One thing I know for sure, we have a lot of talking ahead of us. I don’t know what happened last night. What that was. Why he wasn’t there this morning.

We saw each other at work today, playing cat and mouse, him doing his thing and me doing mine. He never sought me out. His only words to me today were asking if I was feeling alright when I was gobbling down a protein bar and chasing it with water.

I gave him a nod, and he gave me one in return, and that was that.