Danny and the kindness she showed toward one of his kind. She was sweet, she was calm and she was lovely . It was the only word he could think of to describe her. Standing there in her wrinkled scrubs and messy hair, she was ten times more attractive than any woman in a low-cut dress and stilettos. Something about her exuded power and competency. She was serious about her job and cared about others. It pulled the heartstrings of his lighter side. He watched her from afar until he couldn’t stand being away from her any longer, the force between them when they exchanged glances too magnetic.
But that was dangerous territory he was creeping into. That’s not why you want her , he reminded himself. Personality doesn’t matter. Just seduce her and be done with it. And now that he was up close to her, he could tell that wouldn’t be difficult. Her emerald-green eyes were as large and innocent as a doe’s, and the full, cherry-red pout of her lips just begged to be kissed. And not to mention the dangerous curves that he only got a hint of at the seams of her scrubs. He knew exactly what he was capable of doing with them... after all, practice did make perfect.
Tonight she would be his.
“Oh! Sorry!” Tina laughed nervously, breaking him from his trance. “You startled me.”
He put his hand on her forearm to steady her, then slid his hand down her arm and into a firm handshake. Smiling a gleaming white smile, one he knew could make any woman weak in the knees, he felt the muscles in her hand tense. He could tell she was holding in her breath.
“I don’t remember seeing you before. Are you a new EMT?” Ethan asked. “I’m sure I would have remembered you.” He let his tongue moisten his lower lip flirtatiously. “I’m Ethan Phillips.”
“Oh, I’m Tina Driscoll. I’m a nurse, actually. It’s very nice to meet you, Ethan,” she said, her gaze dropping to his mouth.
The sound of her saying his name sent a ripple right through him. The sweet melody of her voice, the way she said it so breathlessly, was incredibly charming. While he usually felt bored at the lack of challenge, there was something about her nervousness that excited him.
“The pleasure’s all mine.”
Tina’s cheeks flushed slightly. “You did an amazing job tonight. I’ve heard a lot of nice things about you.”
“Like your coworker thinking I was a hunk?”
Tina’s eyes widened. “How did you—”
“Ears like an eagle, the guys on the force always say.” He smiled bigger, showing off the dimples. They always loved those.
Tina opened her mouth to say something, possibly to try to backpedal her way out of it, but thought better of it, her cheeks burning brighter. She laughed, and the sound of it was like music.
“But what I was unable to decipher, unfortunately for me, was if you agreed with her.”
Tina clamped her lips, but was still smiling. “Hmm,” she responded.
That’s it , Tina. You’re better at flirting than you think.
“So I’ll never know?” he asked, feigning a frown.
“I guess not,” she said, smirking.
“Wow, that really hurts, Tina,” he teased. “My self-esteem is hemorrhaging points as we speak.”
“You measure your self-esteem in points?” She raised an eyebrow, amused.
“Yes...yes, I do.”
“How many was it at before this conversation?” she asked.
“Seven hundred and forty-two,” he responded, not missing a beat.
“And now?”
“Twelve.”
She laughed again, obviously entertained by his answer. “Ah, don’t be so hard on yourself,” she said, giving him a playful pat on his shoulder.
He winced without meaning to, a small grunt sounding in his throat.
Tina’s eyes widened. “Oh my god, I didn’t mean to... Are you okay? Did something happen during the rescue tonight?” she asked.
He hated feeling weak in front of her, but, on second thought, realized playing the sympathy card would probably work to his advantage. “Oh, yeah, I’m fine,” he replied. “A beam
Christopher Leppek, Emanuel Isler