Cara’s POV
The hospital halls were quieter than usual, a welcome change after a hectic morning of non-stop patient care. I stepped out of the last patient’s room, rubbing the back of my neck as I made my way toward the elevators.
“Oh, goodness. I’m freaking tired.” I muttered as I went.
My stomach growled softly, reminding me I hadn’t eaten anything else since breakfast, but exhaustion won out over hunger. A quick nap in the residents’ room sounded like heaven right now.
I needed the rest, or I might just collapse. Not only was I being worked to the bone here at the hospital, but then I was being worked at home as well… wink.
Jason… well that man was a machine and I saw why women kind of always flocked around him. He knew exactly how to work and milked them until they were reeling
