by Tory Baker
“Oh yeah. Right. Maybe you could bring him down next week then. I’m sure Mom and Dad would love to meet him. Besides, Aunt Harry will be here.”
Seriously, I refuse to call a grown-ass woman Aunt Harry, no matter how much she insists. I don’t know why my sister does. I might could call her Aunt Battle-axe… That might work.
“Maybe. I’ll have to check his schedule… have him check it, I mean,” I answer, making shit up as I go along. “He’s in high demand. He’s chief of surgery at the hospital I work at.”
Brody Miner instantly flashes in my mind. He is the sexy chief of surgery at my hospital. He’s also arrogant, opinionated and hateful. There’s no getting around the fact that he’s sexy too. All the nurses seem to have the hots for him.
I might even admit to having a secret fantasy about him myself… sometimes… late at night… when I’m alone… with my vibrator…
“Sis? Did you hear me?”
“What?” I ask, completely lost, my body feeling flushed.
“I said I needed to go. Robbie just pulled up. I’ll talk to you next week. I can’t wait to meet your doctor! Maybe I’ll come see you first!” she laughs. “Just so I can get a look at this stud muffin!”
“Oh don’t do that,” I practically beg, panic filling me. It’s too late though. My sister has already hung up the phone.
How could I have been so stupid?
I’m not a liar, but even I know the best rule in lying is to keep it simple and don’t go into detail. Somehow I just know this is going to come back and bite me in the ass.
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