Free Catch Me Falling by Elizabeth Sade Page B

into the trash. He tucked himself in his jeans, grabbed his shirt, and headed down the hallway to his bedroom with his private bathroom. He could see the light on underneath the door to the guest bathroom, knew that Alexa was still there.
    Why did she interest him so much? Why couldn’t he let her go? He was long past one and done, but the last thing on his mind was breaking things off. Later. He could do it later. For now he would bask in what he had. There was nothing wrong with enjoying life for a while longer, was there?
    He cleaned himself up and then headed back to the office.
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    I saac stood behind Alexa’s chair, leaning over her so he could pull up the right software. “My laptop is set up for the EMR system, and the hospital server,” he said, logging into it. It had been part of his contract with the hospital, allowing him secure outside access to the electronic medical records. Most of the doctors could, that way they could finish up their charting after they left. As a partner of his ER’s corporation, it allowed him access to do his administrative duties too.
    “Go ahead and log in.” His hand skimmed her shoulders as he straightened up. “You’re in charge.”
    She raised an eyebrow in his direction, but there was a smile on her face. Then she pulled up her software and logged in, her green eyes intent on her work. “Does your Ellie make lunch, too?”
    “And dinner.” He pulled the second chair out from the far corner of the room and settled it next to her. “She’s quite talented.”
    Alexa’s fingers had paused on the keys, and her eyes had closed. Then she opened them and started typing again as if nothing had happened.
    He slowed his movements, studying her as she started clicking around in her software. She spooked easily. Interesting. There were plenty of reasons for someone to be easy to startle, but what was hers? Bad boyfriend? Bad family? God knows he had seen enough of those in the ER. She didn’t have a problem during sex, except for keeping her shirt on. It was a mystery, and he didn’t normally like those. But Alexa was different.
    He settled close to her, so close that their thighs brushed.
    “I can't breathe with you that close,” she said, her gaze focused on the screen.
    There. That was her limit. He shifted his chair so his thigh couldn’t touch hers, but he could still see the screen and work. It was easier than he thought it would be to work, to not get distracted by the jasmine scent of her perfume. The way he could see the top of her tits in her bra. It would be so easy to slip a hand down her shirt, cup her –
    “Are you paying attention?” She was looking at him with raised eyebrows, obviously mid-explaining what they were doing.
    “I am paying attention to you.” He smiled his most charming, sexy smile, and was rewarded with a blush.
    “Look at the computer, not at me.” Her tone was chiding, but she couldn’t hide a pleased grin.
    It made his heart beat faster; made something unpleasantly like happiness radiate through him. He liked that he made her smile. He liked that he could tease her and make her blush.
    “The computer!” Alexa pointed more aggressively to the screen.
    “Yes, boss.” He winked, slid his arm over her shoulder and drew her close, then listened as she started to talk.
    One by one they went through her cold cases. Cancer. Heart attacks. Appendicitis. Penetrating trauma. Drug overdoses. Embolisms. The cases they covered consisted of almost the entire spectrum of things he would see in the ER in a month.
    While they talked she constantly scribbled on a pad of paper, one on the other side of her, away from him. So she was left handed, then. Then he caught sight of the title of the list.
    “Does that say Sunday on it?” He raised an eyebrow. They had five more cases to go.
    She scowled at him, her cheeks pink, and covered the notepad with her hand. “You're not supposed to look at that.”
    “You’re working tomorrow?”.
    “I