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the doctor one more time and then I’m
out!
    Eli steps out of the bathroom wearing
only his pants. They are undone and his belt is hanging loose. He’s
drying his hair. The water glistens on his skin like jewels. Every
muscle is his chest twitches with his movement. My eyes are
immoveable from his form. It has to be illegal to be that delicious.
It’s giving me a hot flash just looking at him. I bite down on
my lower lip. He stops drying his hair to look at me, and a devilish
grin spreads across his luscious lips that light up his eyes. McNab’s
words go through my mind, “What are you, in heat or something?”
    “Yes” I say softly looking
at Eli like he’s a piece of crispy bacon.
    Eli puts the towel down on the counter
and comes to the edge of the bed, “What?”
    Oh shit, I said that out loud,
“Nothing.” My face flushes and I flash a coy smile.
    The door opens and the nurse comes in
with a clipboard full of paperwork, “Mr. Walker, this isn’t
a hotel.”
    Eli winks at me then goes to his bag and
pulls a t-shirt over his head, then slides on his button-up blue
dress shirt. The color pales in comparison to his eyes that are like
endless azure oceans you can fall into forever.
    “Miss Baynes, you are being
released today. I can see this isn’t news to you.” She
looks me up and down, noting my clothes. “There's an X
everywhere you need to sign. I wanted to get this paperwork started
so as soon as Dr. Shah comes in and signs off you can go wherever it
is you’re going.”
    “I’m sure you’re sad
to see me go.” I’m having a hard time holding in a
giggle, as if Eli and I got caught doing something. It breaks the
tension. This nurse is particularly rough around the edges.
    “Not that we haven’t enjoyed
your visit, but we’ll be glad to be rid of all the extra people
that come along with you.” She hands me a pen and starts
flipping to the pages I have to sign.
    Dr. Shah comes in shortly after I finish
signing the paperwork. “Miss Baynes, how are you feeling
today?”
    “I’m okay; still a little
headachy but mostly all right,” I answer with a grimace.
    “You’ll need to change the
dressing on your neck daily. Use an antibiotic ointment. You’ll
need to come back or visit your GP in about two weeks when the wound
heals to remove the sutures." She shuffles through the
paperwork.
    “My main concern is the
headaches.” She pulls a report from the stack “Honestly,
the wound to your head was not that bad, so we aren’t sure why
you would be having headaches, but we did find some anomalies in your
MRI and CT scans. For that reason I’m going to have you follow
up with a neurologist.”
    “Okay, I can do that.” I
answer a little curious about what she means by ‘anomalies,’
but I’m guessing the neurologist will be able to explain all of
that.
    “Light duty, no heavy lifting. You
need to get an ample amount of rest. Try to avoid stressful
situations.” She still hasn’t looked up from the
paperwork.
    Eli comes closer and takes up my hand.
“Is there anything else we should avoid or watch out for?”
    “No driving or operating heavy
machinery. I’m prescribing a painkiller for the headaches. Take
them as needed.” She looks up to see Eli’s red faced
grin. “Light activity.”
    “Can I go back to work?” Not
that it really matters I do most of my work from home anyway, but an
excuse to not have to go to Orlando would be great!
    “I’d give it a few days.
Follow up is very important. If the headaches get worse or you start
feeling any heat or swelling in your neck you need to call your
doctor. The bullet did a lot of damage so you are going to need
physical therapy and you may find that some of your motor skills are
limited, but I have every expectation that you’ll be back to
one hundred percent in no time at all.” She flips the papers
back to the top sheet on the clipboard. “That’s it; you
are free to go.”
    “Thank you Dr. Shah.” Is all
I can really think