Chapter Thirty-Three
Luke
“One of the nurses will be by shortly to take a blood sample from you,” I say to my current patient, before leaving the room with a skip in my step.
Most of the people waiting in here today could easily be seen at the minor injuries unit, but for some reason, they always end up coming here first. As if we aren’t busy enough.
The plus of today is that Fallon is coming to meet me here, then we’re heading straight over to Maya's place. The shock must have been written all over my face when she told me that her best friend knows about us, because she couldn’t stop laughing.
I'm loving it, how at ease she feels around me now, but I'm still shocked at every little step we take.
“Smyth,” my best friend shouts, jogging to catch up to me. “Drinks tomorrow after work? Will is coming, and I was thinking it would be good to bring Fallon.”
“Like a double date?” I ask, turning to check his reaction.
“Erm, well. We have kind of been hooking up again,” he admits, his head dropping to the floor, but he can't hide the smirk he's sporting.
Honestly, these two are made for each other. If only they could get past the ‘fucking’ phase and have an actual relationship. They're friends first, and somehow, the sex they have has never come between them.
We come to a stop outside my office, my hand on the doorknob.
“I’ll check with Fal, but yeah, it sounds good to me,” I say, edging the door open. “She is coming here to meet me now, then we are going…”
“What the fuck?” Dom gasps, his jaw almost hitting the floor.
Following his line of sight, I look into my office to see a certain nurse sitting on top of my desk. Practically fucking naked. Her scrub dress is open, hanging off her shoulders, exposing her barely there underwear beneath.
“Penny?” I ask, frowning at the sight of her, and ushering Dom inside and slamming the door so that no one can see what's going on. “What are you doing?”
“I’m here for you, Dr Smyth.”
What?
“Why?” Is all I can think to say.
Is she for real right now? I have barely even spoken to the girl, and now I have seen more parts of her body than I ever wanted to. Don’t get me wrong, she is a lovely-looking woman, but she isn't my woman. And no one can compare to her.
She leans back slightly, spreading her legs wide, with no regard for the fact that Dom is a spectator in all of this. Shit, she even has those panties with a split up the middle.
“Penny!” I gasp in horror, averting my gaze to anywhere but at her.
“I thought this was what you wanted?” She purrs.
Dom struggles to contain his laughter from his perch in the corner.
“What in the world gave you that impression?” I gape, still not fully computing the situation. “I have a girlfriend, Penny.”
“This is too fucking funny,” Dom whispers, a palm covering his mouth.
Penny stands and starts to slowly make her way closer to me.
Her dress drops to the floor, and her hands come up to yank my tie loose.
She pulls at it, causing her body to become flush with mine.
I raise my hands in surrender because I do not want to be mixed up in any of this shit.
The last thing I need is for her to say I have touched her.
“You can't deny that this is what you want,” she bats her lashes.
“Nope, I definitely can,” but before I get the chance to get out of her clutches, my office door opens again.
Fallon is standing in the doorway like an angel coming to save the day, her eyes bouncing between me and Penny. I realise that Dom is out of her eyesight, so this must look ten times worse than I could imagine.
“I promise, this is not what it looks like,” I beg, my voice taking on an edge of hysteria. “I walked in here and found her like this. Fallon, I swear I didn’t touch her. My eyes didn’t touch her for long enough either, I swear.”
I'm very aware of how much I am rambling, but this will not be the reason Fallon runs from me. I have put in too much work and love her too much to lose her over some nurse that’s got the wrong idea.
She still hasn’t said a word, and Penny tries to shimmy up closer to me, shaking her tits against my chest. I keep taking steps away, but now I'm worried the girl is going to have me pinned against the wall. I don’t know what to do here.
“Is this true?” Fallon asks Penny as she steps inside and closes the door behind her. “What Luke said. Is it true that you were in here and he had no idea?” Her voice is a deadly kind of calm, one I am not used to coming from her.
“It is true,” Dom says from across the room, making us all jump. “Babe, this looks so, so bad. But I swear it, he was just telling me how excited he was to see you.”
Fallon takes in the room, studying us all before turning to face Penny.
“So, shall I take it as you are touching my boyfriend without his consent?” She asks, edging closer to us, her head tipping to the side.
“Er, well, he…” Penny grasps for words that she can't seem to find. “He likes me, I know he does.”
“Even if that were true, do you think this is appropriate? Touching him when he clearly doesn’t want you to, in little to no clothing. Just because you are a woman doesn’t mean this isn't sexual harassment.”
Holy shit. She went there. If there is anything I have learnt in this life, it is when to keep my mouth shut. If my girl wants to handle this, I will gladly leave her to it, because fuck knows I am out of my comfort zone right now.
“I didn’t mean to,” she stammers again.
“But you did, and you still are,” she growls. “Get your fucking hands off my boyfriend!”
Penny turns her head back to me, her eyes wide and pleading. “Luke, you want this, don’t you? You and me? I’ve heard the rumours…”
“Rumours? Penny, I’m sorry that you thought I in any way led you on, but I can promise you, I am totally obsessed with that woman over there. Any rumours you may have heard,” I say, but Dom chimes in.
“Or started,” he raises his brows and crosses his arms.
“They aren’t true. I think you need to get dressed and go back to work.”
Her eyes well up with tears, but she finally releases me from her hold.
“But…”
“But nothing,” Fallon barks. “Get the fuck out of here.”
And that is exactly what she does, throwing on her dress and zipping it up, then dashes from the room. I turn to Fallon, not knowing what to expect, but her running over to me wasn’t one of them.
“Are you okay?” She asks, her eyes trailing over me.
“I'm fine, Fal,” I say, a little confused.
“Luke, just because you're bigger than her doesn’t mean what she’s just done is okay. She touched you without your consent, and it's wrong.”
God, I knew I was falling hard for this woman, but this has made me love her all the more. There wasn’t even an ounce of distrust on her face from the second she assessed the room.
“You’ve got to admit, it was really fucking funny,” Dom bursts into hysterics. “This could only happen to you, pretty boy.”
Fallon comes closer and tucks herself into my side, her arms wrapping around me tightly.
“Urg, Luke,” she groans. “You smell of her skanky perfume.”
I’d be worried at that if it wasn’t for her own smile coming out to play. Did that really just happen? What the hell am I meant to do now?
What a fucking end to another stressful day in the ED.