One Night Stand, Then My Mate

The Office

I woke up to the rapping of knuckles against the wooden frame of my door. I wasn’t expecting anyone until seven. f**k, it’s Miles, Miles James. There’s no way I slept passed my alarm. Did I even set an alarm? I know I came home intoxicated, but was I that drunk? I glance over at the clock on the stove and it’s 6:55am. He’s early.

I rush to the door , throwing a robe over my bare skin. I slept completely naked. I haven’t done that in years. I walk to the front door and look through my peep-hole. There he is standing there with a bag of what looks like breakfast and two coffees. He kisses me goodnight last night, and brings me breakfast the morning after? This man just got even sexier.

I clear my throat from the mucus in my throat. I haven’t even had time to wipe the sleepy’s from my eyes. He has definitely seen me at my worst. I open the door and greet him with a welcoming smile. “I brought you coffee and breakfast to help with that hangover” he says to me as he’s walking through the door remaining to roll his eyes across me in nothing but my robe. “I over slept. I know I said I’d be ready by time you get here, but i don’t have work for another two hours and i forgot to set my alarm last night.” He doesn’t seem worried about it. He’s dressed in coveralls and steel toe boots. His hair looks damp like maybe he had just gotten out of the shower. He smells like petrichor, and lavender. Such a nice mixture.

He hands me my coffee first and says “I hope you like croissants and honey butter”, with that same grin he was giving me last night. I love croissants. “Thank you, they smell delicious.” But in reality he smells delicious. I take it out of his hand and put it on a small plate from the cabinet and grab another one for him.

“Why don’t you go take a shower, i can wait here until you’re ready to go. I have to be at the shop at 9:30, to get an order ready.”, i look at him surprised that he would even wait around for me to get ready. I figured a man like him had plenty of things to do during his day. “I didn’t realize you worked in a shop, but I should’ve known that by you’re um…build.” as i choke on my own words. I cannot believe I just brought up my obsession with his body. What the f**k Caroline? He just laughs at my comment on his muscular build and reply’s “I own a bike shop called, Vintage Point. My best buddies and I work on bikes. From the looks of your outfit you’re a nurse?” I correct him of course because I worked hard for these bragging rights “Doctor” I say with a smile as i back away from the bar into my bedroom for my shower.

I’m in the shower shaving, exfoliating, and scrubbing each and every inch of my body. If i get the chance to climb this man like a cat, i will without any hesitation. After last night, him pushing me away from him when i hugged him, I’m not so sure he will allow me to pounce on him so easily. If I’m going to be honest, I’m not usually attracted to people in this way. Not like I am to him. I haven’t even been kissed in three years because I’ve had no desire after my last breakup. Until last night.

Once I’m out of the shower I wrap back up in my robe and lotion my body from my neck to my toes. I put my hair oil in my hair to give an extra fragrance, spritz on my Perfect Day perfume from Marc Jacob’s and begin blow drying my hair. I’ll be damned if i don’t look good today for work because this man has to see me when I actually try. After my hair is dry I decide to curl my long brown hair and leave it down until I get to work. I put on a little mascara and some lip oil to make these lips look nice and plump.

I throw on my favorite pair of scrubs so I’m feeling myself in his presence. And that when I hear, “wow, you clean up nice.” His arm is propped up in my door frame. He scared the s**t out of me. What the hell is he doing in here (not that i mind). “Well, you’d be amazed by what I look like when I’m not drunk, had just woken up, or hadn’t just gotten off from a twelve hour shift.” I say as I’m trying not to look too long at how fiercely he’s made. “We should get going before you’re late for work.”

We head out the front door and to his Jeep. I hadn’t noticed last night, but he’s got rip marks in his leather seats from what seems to be from a bear. I want to ask him what happened, but i don’t bother. The backs of his seats are covered in hair. What the hell kind of animal did this come from. “Do you have dogs?”, i ask climbing into the passenger seat. “Yeah, I have a bunch of them.” What kind of answer was that? He could’ve just said “yeah I have three.” It looks like he has at least 5. They have completely ruined this forty thousand dollar car.

We head for The Forest to retrieve my car when I realized I left my car keys at home on the bar. God, I hope he doesn’t think I did this on purpose. “Ummm, I left my keys at home..” he looks up at me with a sigh of relief which is weird. I was expecting him to become annoyed by my forgetfulness. “That’s okay, but you’re going to be late. Would you rather me just drop you off at work and come get you tonight when you get off? We can have dinner at The Forest again.” He says doing an illegal U-Turn. “I guess that works, but really it’s fine if you don’t want to. I’m sure you have a very busy schedule.” I respond with timidness in my eyes. He sees the look in my eyes. “It’s not a big deal Caroline, I do have somewhere to be tonight at 11, but other than that, I’m free to be your chauffeur.” I smile.

He drops me off at work and i wave to him after i shut the door. I told him i get off at nine, but I’m on call all day. Which means no drinking for me tonight and no going home with him either. I don’t mind that, maybe we can get to know each other so I can focus on that and not his hairy chest and how deep of a v-line he has.

I go to the nurses stand first to check the charts to see who needs to be seen first. Riley Anderson, eighteen year old Female, with what seems to be a broken ankle, room 113. I head for the room, when I run into a fellow doctor, “Hey Susan, is there any way you can switch me tonight? I have a car situation and really can’t be on call tonight.” More like I have dinner plans with the biggest arms of Skylight River. She smiles at me and says “Haha, sure Caroline, but you gotta be on call next Wednesday and Thursday”. “No problem!” I reply with such a giddiness.

Once I reach the room I have to shift my focus. I can’t be thinking about Miles, Mister Big, Tall, and Sexy while I’m in there working on a child. I clear my thoughts and head straight for the room. “Hello, I’m Doctor Smith, I’m gonna take a look at that ankle of yours real quick.” Riley has a big purple welp on her ankle that seems to be getting darker by the second. I ask her to wiggle her toes, and to push against my hand, but she’s in tears and can’t put any pressure against my palm. “We’re gonna take a few scans of your ankle and make sure there isn’t anything more serious going on here. I’m gonna send a nurse over to take you down to the X-Ray.”

An hour goes by and i get her scans back. Just as I thought, an ankle fracture. I finish my charting and head back to Riley’s room. “Hey darling, looks like you have an ankle fracture, and we’re going to have to do surgery to line up the ends of your broken bones. It’s a surgery called an open reduction internal fixation. We’ll place in some metal plates and screws to keep your ankle stable to heal.” The look on her face says it all, “Can I call my mom? I know I’m eighteen, but I really need her.” I know, I miss my momma too. “Sure thing, we’ll have you prepped and ready for your surgery in two hours.”

The night is slow, Riley is in surgery, and there’s nothing left for me to do. I have about 20 more minutes before Miles gets here to pick me up. Im not on call tonight so just imagine the things we could do. I head down to the cafeteria to grab two coffee’s to return the favor for my breakfast. When i head back up, I see his Jeep sitting out front of the double doors to the Emergency Room. I head his way.

Once again he hopped out of his Jeep to get the door for me. Seriously sir, you’re gonna have to stop this right now before I propose. I jump up into the passenger seat and try to plant a kiss on his cheek when he jerks away from me. What the f**k is going on? I’m so confused. “I’m sorry for kissing you last night, I couldn’t help myself. But this can’t happen. I can’t be in a relationship. I have to save myself.” Wait what? “Save yourself? Like for marriage? You can’t have s*x? Or a relationship? Or even like a fling?” I say just in complete and utterly shocked. “No, i come from a..very religious family and can’t commit myself to relationships. I’m not trying to be rude and I enjoy your company very much. I’m just scared that once we go further, we won’t be able to stop.” He says with concern written all over his face.

I don’t say anything. I’m just thinking about how and what and why everything is happening this way. I’m not expecting a relationship out of this. I just want to scratch an itch. Climb him like a tree. Lick his body, i don’t know, have fun. When we get to my house to get my car keys, I change and reapply my perfume. I head back to his Jeep and remain silent the whole way to the pub. Once we arrive, i get back in my car and come back home. If he’s going to leave me confused and feeling weird, then so can I.