“Quit complaining,” she teased. “Get busy.”
Veterinarian Clinic
Friday
10:15 p.m.
Emma’s company made Killian happy. She called him on his bull and seemed more open when he wasn’t flirting, but just being her friend. He liked she was getting to know him.
“What do you think the odds are of my best friend being interested in your brother?” she suddenly asked. “And that we would meet in New York City?”
“It was serendipitous, Doc,” he quipped. But something in her eyes had him following it up with, “After all, I deserved another opportunity to show you what a nice guy I could be.”
Emma laughed as he’d hoped. “You don’t think our early,” she made quotations with her fingers, “encounters were memorable?”
“Oh, I’m sure they were memorable,” he remarked sardonically. “It just wasn’t the fi
