“I was thinking we could go grab lunch,” Luke purred. “You’re not seeing patients today, anyway, and you have plenty of time to celebrate. You deserve it.”
“Lunch?” Carrie asked, absently. The thought hadn’t even occurred to her. Lunch? “Wait. What time is it?”
“Half past noon,” Luke said. “I know a great spot…”
“Wait,” Carrie cut in. “There was someone out there in the lobby. And you sent him away?”
“You were on lunch, and you’re not seeing patients anyway…” Luke said, not looking her in the eyes.
“Who was it?” she asked, jumping out of her chair. “Luke, was it Alex?”
“Alex?” he spat. “Why would I know an Alex?”
“He was the firefighter that was hurt a month back.”
“The same man who we saw at our dinner? That huge, hulking man that had no business of being there?”
“You
