Free Melt With You: Fated, Book 4 by Karen Erickson Page B

situation.
            The nurse acted as if she witnessed
miracles like this for a living—which she did.
            “You were amazing,” he murmured, not
wanting to disturb the mother as they started cleaning as best they could. He
wondered where the hell Evan had taken off to and where was the help that was
supposed to be arriving?
            “Really, I’m just doing my job.” She
lifted her head, her gaze going to the back of the ambulance and there stood
Evan, a nurse on either side of him.
            “Looks like you got it handled.” Evan
grinned.
            “No thanks to you.” Wes pointed to the
nurse. “But plenty of thanks to her.” She flashed him
a smile, and he felt it like a punch to the gut. He would certainly like to
thank her.
            In more ways than one.
           
            The handsome paramedic was staring at her
as if she’d performed some sort of divine act ordained by the heavens when
really, it was such a common day occurrence for her she felt like it had become
routine.
            Lanie shook her head. Well, there had been nothing routine
about today’s delivery. First, she’d been on her lunch break, sitting outside,
enjoying the sunshine and fresh air while she read. She’d heard the woman
scream, knew there was trouble and so she’d rushed over to check it out.
            Luckily enough for everyone she’d been
there to help. The woman had been so close to delivering there was no way she
would’ve made it out of the ambulance, and the
paramedic had appeared to be in a deep panic.
            When it came to a woman in labor, the
sight alone usually sent the majority of men into a complete tizzy. Thankfully
he’d calmed and assisted her. The baby was delivered without a hitch, and a
crew of nurses had taken the woman and her newborn inside.
            Lanie checked
her watch. She needed to get back to work but she spotted the paramedic heading
toward her, a sheepish expression on his face. What a face—all sharp angles and
strong jaw, offset by piercing green eyes and sensual lips. Tall and broad, he
filled out his uniform nicely.
            Her entire body went on full-tilt alert as
he came closer. She offered him a weak smile. “Everything
okay?”
            “Everything’s great.” He stopped in front
of her. She inhaled, his warm, masculine scent filling her, and she felt just
the tiniest bit dizzy. In a good way. “I wanted to
thank you for the help.”
            “You’re welcome.” She shrugged. “Just doing my job.”
            “You rescued me.” He smiled, and the sight
of it dazzled her senses. Had she ever reacted so strongly to a man before? She
didn’t even know his name. “Rescued that lady too.”
            “No offense, but you looked like you
needed rescuing.” He chuckled and dropped his gaze to the ground, shuffling his
booted feet. “So you work in labor and delivery? I’ve never seen you around
before.”
            “I do. And I just transferred here a few
months ago.” His lids lifted, revealing his dark brown gaze. “Ah, that explains
it. I’m Wes.”
            “ Lanie .” She took his offered hand, a bolt of heat shooting from their connected palms
and firing her blood. “Nice to meet you.”
            “Likewise.” He
let go of her hand slowly, their fingers brushing as he disengaged.
            “Maybe I’ll see you around again soon.”
            “Maybe.” Her
voice was weak and she stood there, watching as he walked away.
            She dropped her gaze to his firm backside,
admiring his assured stride, his lean musculature. He glanced over his
shoulder, his eyes meeting hers and his smile bloomed into a full-blown grin.
            Giddy, she walked inside the hospital, her
gaze unfocused, her mind filled with dreamy thoughts. It was as if she floated
on a cloud all the way up to the labor and delivery