“ Do we even really want to go in there? I don’t really want to go
in there. What is with people, tonight? Is there a full moon or some
party downtown that no one told me about? “
Fingers reached up, securing his surgical mask with the quick tie
of a knot as eyes flickered over to his companion. Night shifts were
usually quiet, it was night after all ... and besides the occasional
out of the blue emergency, Derek had long since grown accustomed to
spending such work hours with a cup of coffee and good conversation.
The chaos behind the doors to the Emergency Room –– whatever it
stemmed from –– was definitely not something he had been banking
on. He chuckled, lips curving upwards slightly at Claire in a grin he knew
she couldn’t see as he nodded, gesturing to the door way.
“ Ladies first. I have a Chai Latte waiting for me that is
going to be seriously put out if I’m not back to enjoy
it in twenty minutes or less.”