CHAPTER 9 MINA
A few days have passed since that unforgettable moment in the closet. I’ve seen Alex around the hospital a few times since then, but nothing exciting has happened. Usually we just smile at each other, and at this point, the tension has mounted to a tipping point.
I can’t help but notice all the places around the hospital we could safely fuck. The on-call room, an empty conference room, the old file storage wing that no one ever uses since everything went digital… the opportunities are endless, and I want to take advantage of them all.
Unfortunately, I’ve been unbelievably busy lately, and I can only assume he has, too. I’m just going to have to carve out some time to get him alone. Oh the things I want to do to him…
I’m torn from my lustful thoughts as Katie comes skipping up to me, a mischievous grin plastered on her face.
“Hey girl! Any updates on that hot-bod janitor boy?”
“His name is Alex, like I told you,” I groan. “And sadly, no. We haven’t had any time to do anything since that day.”
“Well that’s a damn shame.”
“Yeah, you’re telling me! I’ve gotta get him alone sometime soon.”
“You also should probably get his phone number,” Katie suggests. “That would certainly make planning a secret rendezvous easier.”
“Damn, you’re right about that, too.”
“I know I am.” Katie giggles and buffs her fingernails against her scrub top. “That’s why you love me.”
“You’re damn right I do! What are you up to for the rest of the day?”
“Gotta go do final rounds, then some paperwork. I’ve been letting it get away from me a little bit, but I should be able to knock it out pretty quickly. Should clear out of here by eight. Then I’ll be going home, watching some TV, and then my bed is calling my name. Thankfully I’ve got tomorrow off, so sleep and relaxation is the name of my game tonight.”
“Story of my life,” I agree. “I gotta get going, there’s some results waiting for me in the lab. I’m going to try to find Alex before I leave for the night, at the very least to get his number.”
“You better keep me posted!”
“You already know I will.”
“Oh, by the way, Dr. Creeptastic was looking for you earlier.”
“Ugh, of course he was. What did he want?”
“He wouldn’t say. He could barely pull his eyes up off my chest long enough to ask, much less give any details.”
“What a perv.”
“You’re telling me. I’m glad in the battle between janitor and doctor, the right man won.”
“I wouldn’t say he won,” I argue. “I don’t even know what this thing between us is.”
“Still, you fucked him. I call that a win.”
“True.”
“Alright I’ve really gotta get going, but we’ll talk soon!”
“Sure thing.”
“Just avoid the ICU, that’s where I saw Dr. Visera last.”
“Thanks for the heads up.”
I watch her walk away, then turn on my heels and head for the lab. Results first, then I’ve got to find Alex.
I round the corner toward the janitor’s closet where Alex and I had our last encounter. I scan the hallway quickly, and my heart drops as I realize he’s not in sight. That’s fine, I’ll just go sit in the closet till he comes.
I enter the small room, closing the door softly behind me and taking a seat on the floor. The minutes tick by, and I can’t help but start to feel foolish. I could be well on my way home by now, but no, I’m here in a musty closet waiting for a boy. What has my life become? A thought occurs to me that nearly drives me to my feet. What if he’s not even working today?
Just as I’m about to stand up and leave, the door opens. I look up expectantly, a smile playing across my lips. That smile freezes as I stare up into the face of Ferdinand, the grumpy old janitor who has been working here longer than I’ve been alive.
“Oh, sorry. I just needed a quiet minute alone, and all the on-call rooms were taken,” I blurt out the first excuse that comes to mind.
“Not a problem, just don’t touch anything,” Ferdinand grumbles, fumbling around with some cleaning supplies on the shelf. “I expect to find everything exactly as I left it.”
“I got it, I won’t touch anything. I’ll only be another minute,” I agree, nodding my head.
I’m half tempted to ask him about Alex but decide against it. I don’t need to arouse suspicion or let anyone know what we’ve gotten up to. Our business is our own.
Ferdinand just grunts in response, leaving and closing the door behind him.
I sigh and adjust myself on the floor, slowly counting to 100. I’ll leave once I’m sure the coast is clear. This was a stupid idea, anyway. I reach 70 and the door opens again. I half expect Ferdinand to be there, so I simply glance upward. My heart flutters in my chest. It’s him.