This week’s word is arm. What a great word to use in romance novels. What could be better than the hero putting his arm around the heroine? That being said, that’s not what I did in my snippet. *smiles* – Be sure to check out the other stories here.
The rest of the week passed quickly for Ian. He had several emergencies that required him to admit patients to the hospital which then necessitated consulting with specialists on their behalf. And there was the matter of having to check on them himself by morning and evening rounds.
Before Ian knew it, Friday arrived and he hadn’t called Lanett since he dropped her off at her place. Feeling a bit guilty and more than a little apprehensive, he found her name on the contact list on his phone and pressed the button to connect the call.
It rang four times and Ian decided she must recognize the number and not want to pick up. Sad that she would hold a grudge over the lack of contact, he ended the call and tucked his phone into the chest pocket on his shirt. Tugging off his medical coat and tossing it on the back of the chair he’d just vacated, Ian stepped toward the door to exit his office. The phone in his shirt vibrated against his chest, startling him.
In his haste to snatch it from the pocket to see if it was Lanett, he almost dropped the thing. In his effort to stop it from crashing to the floor, Ian whacked the crap out of his elbow as it hit the side of the wall. He cried out, “Bugger, bugger, bugger.”
Hearing a voice coming from the speaker, Ian placed the receiver to his ear. “Sorry. I hit my arm on the wall.”
“I’m glad to hear that. Well, not that you hurt yourself but that you didn’t call me after all this time just to curse at me.”
Lanett sounded amused but Ian wasn’t quite sure if she was. “No. I didn’t ring you to do that. Thanks for returning the call. I actually owe you an apology.”
“I sure do. I planned to talk to you before now but it’s been a week full of too much work and not enough leisure.”
“It’s all right. I didn’t expect your undying loyalty after one dinner.” She laughed.
Ian was glad she wasn’t mad and apparently not one of those women who demanded way too much attention for someone as dedicated to his work as he. That was the fastest path to a relationship not working in his opinion.