Free TEMPTED BY HER BOSS by Scarlet Wilson Page B

as I can. Two have already been admitted as patients. David’s checking their blood results as we speak.’ He gave a little smile. ‘Grace seems to be taking samples quicker than he can analyse them.’
    He mentally ticked the little box in his head. Another plus point for Grace. That reminded him. ‘John, do you know where the supplies are? I’d like to get changed into a set of scrubs.’ His voice drifted off. ‘I need to tell Grace to get changed too.’
    John shrugged. ‘I think the boxes might be down at the lab.’ He gave a little smile. ‘I kinda like what Grace is wearing now.’
    Donovan could feel his blood pressure start to rise. But John was watching him with a smirk on his face. He was playing him. Were his thoughts about Grace so apparent?
    Darn it. He’d thought he was being cool. Romantic interludes between team members were never encouraged in the DPA. Team members were supposed to be focused and professional. Letting anything happen between him and Grace would be the quickest way to get her transferred off his team. And it would do nothing for her reputation.
    Grace needed to establish herself as a solid fieldwork team member first. A year or two of experience in the field would cement her place in the agency and open a whole host of other opportunities for her.
    And no matter how she looked in a red dress or how sexy her new haircut was, he had to keep his mind on the job.
    The phone rang and John answered it. ‘Yes, yes, he’s with me.’ He glanced over at Donovan and started taking a few notes, which he passed over. Donovan read quickly. David had the lab tests running already. Out of twenty new samples—Grace really had worked quickly—the first few were already confirmed as Marburg virus. It would be another few hours before the rest were ready.
    One of the admin staff appeared at his side. ‘We’ve got problems.’
    ‘What?’
    ‘We’re running out of IVs.’
    ‘You’re what?’ He’d heard it all now. What kind of a hospital didn’t have enough IV supplies?
    ‘Most of the patients are really dehydrated. We’re going through the infusion bags at a much quicker rate than normal and so far every single patient has an IV in place. We’re going to have to send for some more equipment from one of the other local hospitals.’
    ‘How quickly can it get here?’
    She shrugged. ‘Hopefully within a few hours.’ She turned to leave, then spun back. ‘Oh, and the other thing, the nurse supervisor said to let you know that she can’t get enough extra nurses to cover all the shifts.’
    Could this night get any worse? He took a deep breath. ‘There will be some nursing staff coming down from Atlanta. Hopefully they’ll be able to fill any gaps.’
    She gave a nod. ‘I’ll let Lucy know, thanks.’
    His stomach growled loudly and John smiled. Food. When was the last time they’d eaten? Probably in the airport before they’d left Atlanta.
    ‘There must be a canteen around here. Can I get you something to eat, John?’
    He nodded. ‘Anything. And coffee. Black and lots of it.’
    ‘No problem, see you in five.’
    He walked along the corridor, his eyes looking through all the open doors in the hope of a glimpse of red. Finally, he heard the click-clack of her stiletto heels on the floor to his right. Her feet must be killing her by now.
    He could hear her talking to one of the mothers, offering some reassurance about the condition of her child. ‘Grace, can I borrow you for a second?’
    She spun around and gave him a smile. At first glance she still looked as fresh as she had at the airport. But that had been hours ago now. And on closer inspection he could see the fatigue hiding behind the glaze in her eyes.
    He put his arm through hers. ‘Walk with me for a second.’
    ‘Why, where are we going?’
    Her legs kept pace with his as they turned the corner. ‘Any place that serves food.’
    She stopped walking and frowned. ‘The hospital kitchen only serves the patients.