What happened in Vegas: Didn't Stay In Vegas! (18 page)

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Authors: R. Lorelei

Tags: #romance, #erotica, #love, #sex, #medical, #spanking, #saga, #hospital, #best friend, #fifty shades of grey

BOOK: What happened in Vegas: Didn't Stay In Vegas!
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I told
him,

You

re not fucking me
hard enough.

He started fucking me even harder and
then my body started making these uncontrollable jerking movements
as he began to pump his fluids into me. We collapsed in each
other

s arms and that

s when he told
me,

Chanel, I love you. That

s why I stayed with
you even after I found out you were with him. I
don

t want to be with anyone but you, can you handle that?
I want us to be exclusive, that

s all
I

ve ever wanted.

I was spent,
but I liked the lion in him. No I correct myself, I was starting to
love the lion in him,

I can handle
it.

He asked to stay over but I told him I was
working tomorrow, so he kissed me affectionately before leaving for
the night.

 

 

~30~

Dr. Shelly Morden was waiting for me on the floor. We
had met before so I recognized her immediately and she stood to
introduce herself,

Good morning Chanel,
I look forward to working with you.

Shelly took her
white coat off and cloaked it on the back of her chair leaving her
computer open, staking her claim to that computer,

Come with me.

I followed her
to Tim Horton

s where she insisted
on buying me a breakfast sandwich and a coffee on our first day
together.

We ate the
sandwiches briskly at a small table and brought our
coffee

s back up to the floor with us. She informed me that
Bradley was on call and we would be doing angiograms so I was
expecting it would be a busy day for us.

We
weren

t even back to the station and her pager already went
off for an emergency angioplasty. She pulled the pager from her
pants pocket and pressed a button. She rolled her eyes,

It

s the Coronary Care Unit, they are expecting a
forty-one year old from Brampton Civic with an acute MI, you finish
your coffee and meet me when you are done.

She
didn

t let me argue, she signed off her computer, grabbed
her lab coat and was already heading out of the nursing station
before I could swallow the sip of coffee I had in my mouth. Shelly
seemed very quick on her feet, and I got the impression she was
going to keep me very busy and that

s what I needed. I
only downed two-thirds of my coffee before I went to join her in
her in the Cath lab.

I glanced up at
the clock and then over to Shelly remembering an appointment I made
with Chase,

Dr.
Morden.

Shelly
interrupted,

Please, call me
Shelly.

I continued
making the correction,

Shelly, I have an
appointment with Dr. Chase Hart in five minutes if
that

s okay? I

ll be back
soon.

“No worries
Chanel, take your time. I

m going to be sending
the patient to Cardiac Short Stay when I

m done and then
I

ll meet you back on the floor.

I walked
briskly to the shark tank. When I got there, his secretary was
nowhere to be found. His door was ajar and I peeked in. He
hadn

t looked up yet so I had a chance to study him
unnoticed. He was enthralling me.

He was dressed in a dark suit and his hair
was cut very short all over except on the top. I pictured running
my fingers through the short hair on the back of his head. He
looked different today. It was like I was seeing him in a different
light.

He was clean
shaved unlike his brother and exuded a confidence I had never seen
in anyone before. He wore reading glasses that were refined and
complimented his facial features. He was my definition of
dignified. He looked deeply engrossed in whatever he was looking at
when his voice startled me,

Come in
Chanel.

Oh. My. God. He had to have known I was there the
entire time.

I stepped into
his office,

I
didn

t want to disturb you.

I went to the chair
sitting directly in front of his desk and waited for him to suggest
I sit.

He motioned for
the chair and I took it graciously,

How has your day been
so far with Dr. Morden?

“Great, I think
she

s just what I need. She

s intelligent, fast
paced. I

m going to learn a lot from
her.

He took his
glasses off and looked up at me,

She

ll be good to learn
from because of her EPS background. When you are finished your
residency you can decide if you want to be an interventionist or an
electro physiologist!

He put the end of the arm of his
glasses in his mouth and sucked on it. I was lost for a second and
found myself staring at his lips.

Snap out of
it,

my inner voice reprimanded.

Chase handed me
a piece of paper and on it were five different caterers
names,

Chanel, I want you to call these caterers and set
up a sampling of food so we can pick the best. Try to have them
come here so we don

t have to waste our
time going to five different places. We

ll pick the one
we like best and then you can choose the menu for the fundraiser.
I

ve booked the venue. It will be at Eglinton Grand in
the Main Ballroom.

He started
doing something on his MacBook Pro and then turned it around on his
desk so I could see it,

This is the Ballroom
I booked.

I studied the picture and gasped quietly. It
was beautiful.

He turned the
computer back to face him,

I will be giving
budget maximums for decorations and food. You must stay within the
guidelines I set for you.

I smiled at
him,

It

s going to be like
planning a wedding without the pressure.

Chase
continued,

Have the caterers
come Friday afternoon around five. If they want the job they will
show up. I will advertise the fundraiser to staff moreover in the
paper. Staff will get a discount of fifty dollars per person so we
want more of the general public to come. Do you have any
questions?

His eyes bore
into mine it almost felt uncomfortable,

No.

I wanted to thank him for the leave
of absence he permitted but thought better of it.

The room got
quiet,

You look well rested and tanned. Did you go
somewhere when you were on leave?

He placed his
glasses on the desk next to his computer and stood to escort me
from his office.

His hand
touched my elbow as he began to escort me to the door,

I did, I went to Las Vegas.

His cologne made my
senses go on high alert as he smelt as good as he looked. I wanted
to close my eyes and focus on the feel of his touch as he gently
held my arm. I didn

t want to leave but
had no excuse to prolong the stay. Why was I feeling like
this?

I had to act
cool. I was dating his brother. It was understandable that since
they were twins, I would be attracted to both. That was what the
little voice inside my head was trying to persuade my
self-conscience. It had to be perfectly normal. Where the fuck was
Nick when I needed him! Chase snapped me out of my thoughts,

Well Las Vegas looked like it agreed with you. You look
wonderful.

The two
brothers had very different personalities; I had to reassure myself
that I chose the nicer of the two. Chase was just a hard ass cold
executive who didn

t care about the
patients, but the more time I spent with him, the more I realized
my animosity to everything he stood for was decreasing.

 

 

~31~

I
texted Bradley between cases.

Chanel: Can I come over tonight?

Bradley: Sure.

I finished
working with Shelly and went home to shower and get my things
before going to Bradley

s. I
didn

t work tomorrow so I thought it would be fun to spend
the night with him. I didn

t bother eating I
just grabbed my vintage Coach purse that I got from an antique
store and shoved my favorite movie in it; hoping Bradley would let
us watch it,

Crazy, Stupid,
Love.

I stuck a bag of microwavable popcorn and a water
bottle in my purse and I was off.

It was a
beautiful summer night and when I pulled up to
Bradley

s I parked in the driveway. I could hear the
summer noises of creepy crawlers as I headed for his
door.

I rang his bell impatiently looking at the
brick on his house to see if I could spot any spiders. I was
relieved he answered the door and let me in before I found what I
was looking for. I had this habit of freaking myself out when it
came to bugs. I was terrified of them.

He surprised me, he was dressed in dress
pants and a nice white ironed shirt and his facial hair was
completely gone and the hair on his head was shaggy sexy with the
fresh smell of body wash filling the air around him.

He smelled
edible and if I didn

t know where I was, I
would swear this was Chase standing in front of me. I gave him a
hug stepping onto my tippy toes just to reach my arms around his
neck. My burly monster boyfriend looked more like his brother with
the golden shoes. I wasn

t sure if this was a
good thing or not. He dropped his head and planted a kiss on my
lips before he asked,

Have you
eaten?

“I
haven

t, I showered and came right over.

“That

s
great,

he said.

I

ll make us
pizza; did you have anything in mind for tonight?

I smiled coyly
at him,

I did! I brought a movie!

He rolled his
eyes,

Please tell me there

s no hospital scenes
and no Bette Middler!

“None of the
above!

I pulled the movie from my purse and he groaned
an insufferable hate Chick Flick

s groan if I ever
heard one.

Have you seen
it?

He grins
looking alarmingly handsome,

Can

t say that
I

ve had the misfortune!

“We

ll change
that!

I say snidely.

He started
preheating his oven and I started rummaging through his very large
fridge. I was never this unreserved at his house before and I
wasn

t sure how he was going to take it. He looked sideways
at me curiously then said,

What are you looking
for?

I continued
looking into the fridge,

A drink of choice,
seriously you have nothing! I expect you to have at least something
if you want me to sleep over at your house. I

m just
laying down the law now.

“Oh! You are,
are you? I have another refrigerator downstairs. The light is at
the top of the stairs. See if it suits your
standards.

So I went downstairs expecting to see
barely anything, but the fridge was stocked to capacity. It was
mini pop machine/liquor store all wrapped in one. I grabbed a
bottle of red wine sitting near the fridge and went upstairs to
join him again.

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