Six
“There you are, Nurse Cleo.”
“Actually, there I go, Dr. Page. I’m heading out.”
“You did a great job in there,” he said, ignoring my words. He rounded me, blocking my path, and leaned in.
People who were bigger than me always made the mistake of thinking that their size would intimidate me. I stared Page down with a glassy gaze, cold and unblinking. His confident smirk faltered. I raised an eyebrow and c****d my head, indicating that he should get down to business.
“I saw you’ve been having some trouble with Dr. West.”
I sighed and rolled my eyes. I knew exactly where this little caring speech was headed.
Page cleared his throat and straightened his white coat. His eyes softened into predatory slits and his voice regained a false sense of confidence now that my glare was focused
