Avery:
I was a mess.
A complete, utter mess.
And I couldn't even pretend otherwise.
Work was pure chaos.
Phones ringing, patients whining, babies screaming. People bleeding, puking, crying — the full ER circus.
But there I was, practically floating through it all, with the dumbest f*****g smile glued to my face.
I stitched, charted, ran codes — all while daydreaming about a very dangerous man with dangerous hands and a mouth that could ruin a girl forever.
And Nora noticed. Of course, she noticed.
"Alright, spill it, Ave," she said, bumping my hip with hers at the nurses' station between traumas.
"You look like you either got laid, hard... or you're about to."
I snorted, capping a pen. "Not quite."
Nora narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "You? Miss 'I haven't had a date since coll
