Getting a little of Myles’ (Emmitt’s) POV – March 15, 2017

To Love and To Cherish is told entirely from Nash’s point of view, and although I stand by that decision for various reasons, I thought it would be fun to pick some scenes to redo from Myles’ (Emmitt’s) point of view. Here’s a link to the category including all of these alternate POV scenes. Links to other bonus scenes for To Love and To Cherish, as well as from some of my other published works, can be found in the “Bonus Scenes” category in the menu at the top of the page.

So far I’ve rewritten all of Chapter 1 to show it from Myles’/Emmitt’s perspective, as well as a random scene from Chapter 3. Today’s post is a bit longer, and is a scene from Chapter 9 that I thought would be good to see from Myles’/Emmitt’s POV:

Random Scene – Chapter 9

The regular chirping of the heart rate monitor soothed Emmitt’s nerves. Many people might not find it comforting, hating hospitals in general, but to Emmitt it meant Nash was doing well.

Emmitt’s mood had swung sharply from cheery, at the turn his life had recently taken, to alarmed when he’d received Harley’s panicked call using Nash’s phone. As much as he recognized Nash would be facing a difficult next couple of months, at least he now knew his fiancé could expect a full recovery.

Nash stirred on the bed as Clancy stood on the other side of it, checking the IV. Clancy looked down at Nash and smiled one of those jaunty smiles the nurses gave patients to boost their moods. “How are you feeling?”

Emmitt put his hands on the armrests ready to rise, but stilled again when Nash spoke.

“My fiancé,” he croaked. “Was he hurt? Is he okay?”

While it was heartwarming that Nash was concerned about him—all things considered—it was mildly concerning that he didn’t remember the accident enough to know Emmitt hadn’t been involved in it. Not entirely unusual, though.

Clancy glanced at Emmitt. “Oh, no. Don’t worry, Nash, you were the only one hurt. Dr. Burlingham wasn’t even in the car, and Harley and Oliver are both fine.” He paused. “What do you remember?”

Nash paused a moment and stared blankly at Clancy before replying. “No,” he rasped. “I don’t remember the accident.”

Emmitt stood and stepped to the other side of the bed. “You have a mild concussion in addition to your arm injury. Don’t worry. It’s not unusual for people to not be able to remember the accident.”

“Okay,” Nash slurred. He appeared to still be a bit dazed from the anesthetic.

Nash’s left arm was in a cast, so Emmitt picked up Nash’s right hand and held it between his palms. “I’ll go speak to Dr. Beltran. He performed your surgery, so he’ll come in and assess you. I can’t…obviously…but between the concussion and the infection risk from the compound fracture, you’ll probably be spending a night here in the hospital.”

Poor Nash appeared so pale, muddled, and in obvious pain, Emmitt wanted desperately to be able to ease all of it instantly. If only such a thing were possible. He raised Nash’s hand to his lips and kissed the back of it, then patted it gently and carefully laid it back on the bed.

Nash stared blankly, then gave a weak smile. Emmitt turned and left the room to find his partner, Dr. Jordan Beltran.

When they returned, Nash seemed more wakeful, but also seemed further distressed. Emmitt took a deep breath to calm his nerves. Jordan glanced at the Patient Controlled Anesthesia pump and asked, “How’s your pain level, Nash, on the comparative pain scale from one to ten?”

Nash opened his mouth, then paused, as if thinking before he replied, “Eight. At least. It’s pretty bad.”

Jordan nodded. “Use your PCA as needed. I’ll repeat all this tomorrow, after your anesthesia has completely worn off, but to ease your mind for now I’ll tell you that your prognosis is good. For an open fracture, this one was minor. The debridement and irrigation went smoothly, and internal fixation was successful. You’re all closed up.

“Antibiotics were started promptly in the ER, and we’ll continue an antibiotic regimen until you’re released, possibly tomorrow. You did require a transfusion in the ER…three units. This cast will come off in about three weeks so we can remove the stitches, then you’ll get a fresh cast for the remainder.”

He pulled out his mini light to check Nash’s eye dilation, then used an ophthalmoscope to look inside the fundi. He proceeded to check eye movement for a more thorough concussion check than he’d been able to accomplish when Nash was unconscious.

“I’d still call this concussion on the mild end of the scale. Myles said you don’t remember the accident, is that right?”

“Right,” Nash replied. “And Clancy said no one else was hurt?”

“Correct. It wasn’t a car accident, although you were in the backseat of a Jeep when it happened. Apparently you had your arms in the air enjoying the feel of the rushing air, and a large bird swooped down and slammed into your arm.”

“Huh. Well, leave it to me to find such a crazy was to end up in the ER.” Nash reached up to touch the bandage on his forehead.

“You’ve got some bruising and a few sutures there. Nothing major. Tell me about the last thing you do remember,” Jordan asked. “Do you remember what you did this morning?”

“Uh, had breakfast and went for a ride with Harley and Oliver.”

Emmitt narrowed his eyes. Did Nash not remember that they’d been transferring the last of his belongings to Emmitt’s apartment? “Where were you going?”

“I…uh…don’t remember that part.”

Emmitt stilled, and Nash’s panicked mein began to make sense. “What did you do yesterday?”

“It’s…a little fuzzy. I’m sure it’ll come back to me soon. That’s not a big deal, is it?”

It was a huge deal. Colossal. Emmitt’s heart sank. If Nash didn’t remember yesterday, there was a good chance he was missing a couple months, at least. “I think it might be.”

“What’s the last thing you do remember?” Jordan asked.

“Coming home from work. Hanging out before dinner.”

Emmitt willed himself not to fidget, and tried not to project the apprehension that flowed through him at Nash’s evasive words. “One more question.” He took a deep breath, fearing the reply, but he had to know. “When you woke up here a few minutes ago, you asked Clancy if your fiancé was okay. To whom were you referring?”

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Blurb: To Love and To Cherish

Will Nash find love again? Of course he will. Will he go about it in the usual manner? Now that’s another story entirely.

Jilted by his fiancé two weeks before their wedding, Nash Marino’s outlook on life in general, and love in particular, is jaded. After months of couch-surfing, Nash is fed up. He’s sick and tired of his living conditions, worn out by the demands of his nursing job, and despairs of ever finding love again. In fact, he doesn’t think he’s capable of true love. Monogamy, commitment, companionship, and regular sex…that’s all he wants, and the sooner, the better.

When Nash crosses paths with a like-minded man who’s also in need of a live-in nurse for a beloved relative, Nash figures all his problems are solved. Matters are complicated by a freak accident and amnesia. When Nash’s marriage of convenience scheme is muddied by notions of love after his memory reboot, will their plans go awry, or will Nash’s new outlook on life be just what the doctor ordered?

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Getting a Little of Myles’ (Emmitt’s) POV – Jan. 25, 2017

To Love and To Cherish is told entirely from Nash’s point of view, and although I stand by that decision for various reasons, I thought it would be fun to pick some scenes to redo from Myles’ (Emmitt’s) point of view. Here’s a link to the category including all of these alternate POV scenes.

So far I’ve rewritten all of Chapter 1 to show it from Myles’/Emmitt’s perspective. Last week I started a random scene from Chapter 3 that I thought would be interesting from Emmitt’s POV. Here is the rest of that scene:

Random Scene – Chapter 3 – Part 2

“Wait. What?” Nash stood, blurting out the words, his usual veneer of professionalism apparently forgotten. “You’re Emmitt? I thought your first name was Myles?”

Emmitt nodded. Nash’s informality sent a pleasant shiver zipping over his skin, raising the hair on his arms, but he schooled his features to remain neutral. “Myles Italus Burlingham. First initial is ‘M,’ middle name starts with ‘It.’ Em-It. Emmitt.”

“Italus?” An adorable blush crept up from Nash’s neck as if he instantly regretted his impulsive reply.

“It means ‘of Italy’ in Latin.”

Grampy added, with a sly grin, “He was conceived there on his parents’ ten-year wedding anniversary trip.”

Emmitt winced at Grampy’s overshare, and Nash nodded distractedly. What was Grampy thinking to say something like that? Obviously he was still in matchmaker mode, maybe trying to get Nash to see him in a more personal light. Grampy’s motives were pure, but he clearly didn’t understand how unprofessional it would be for Emmitt to ask Nash out on a date.

Still, Grampy and Nash got along well. Very well. And that was as important to Emmitt as he searched for an aide to care of his grandfather as the candidate’s professional skills. Nash’s education and expertise far exceeded what would be needed, but Emmitt was willing to pay the right person what they were worth even if it surpassed what was required.

Grampy said, “So you’ll speak to him then, Nash?”

“Speak to whom?” Emmitt squinted at his grandfather. He knew the answer, but had to ask.

“To you, of course!” Grampy replied.

Emmitt bit back a groan but couldn’t repress the sigh. If Nash had missed it earlier, surely he’d realize now what Grampy was up to. He nodded and made a snap decision. “I wanted to have a talk with you anyway, Nash.”

Grampy’s happiness and well-being were too important. Emmitt had managed to conceal his feelings toward Nash for years, and he could continue to do so—assuming he could convince Nash to accept the position, of course. After listening to Nash pour out his heart to Angela in the cafeteria yesterday, that likelihood wasn’t as completely out of the realm of possibilities as he’d once thought.

Nash’s eyebrows shot up. “Sure. Uh, this’ll be a rather personal conversation, so where do you think we should do this, and when’s convenient for you?”

Personal? What nonsense had Grampy been feeding him?

“You’re finishing up your three twelves, aren’t you? So you’ll be off on Saturday?”

Nash nodded.

“It’s Dr. Beltran’s weekend for on-call and rounds, so I’ll be free, too. Would you be willing to meet me at the coffee shop that’s in the lobby at my condo? It’s about ten or fifteen minutes from the hospital and has seating that’s well suited for confidential discussions.”

Emmitt ignored the widening grin on Grampy’s face. It was probably too much to hope that Nash didn’t notice it, too.

“Okay,” Nash replied. “I can do that.”

Emmitt pulled a business card out of his pocket and scribbled his cell phone number on the back before handing it to Nash. “I’ve got more patients to check on. Call me, and we’ll work out the details.”

He leaned down to kiss Grampy’s cheek. “I’ll check on you again later, once you’re settled in your new place.” Then he swept out of the room before Grampy could find some fresh comment to embarrass him in front of Nash.

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Blurb: To Love and To Cherish

Will Nash find love again? Of course he will. Will he go about it in the usual manner? Now that’s another story entirely.

Jilted by his fiancé two weeks before their wedding, Nash Marino’s outlook on life in general, and love in particular, is jaded. After months of couch-surfing, Nash is fed up. He’s sick and tired of his living conditions, worn out by the demands of his nursing job, and despairs of ever finding love again. In fact, he doesn’t think he’s capable of true love. Monogamy, commitment, companionship, and regular sex…that’s all he wants, and the sooner, the better.

When Nash crosses paths with a like-minded man who’s also in need of a live-in nurse for a beloved relative, Nash figures all his problems are solved. Matters are complicated by a freak accident and amnesia. When Nash’s marriage of convenience scheme is muddied by notions of love after his memory reboot, will their plans go awry, or will Nash’s new outlook on life be just what the doctor ordered?

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Getting a Little of Myles’ (Emmitt’s) POV – Jan. 15, 2017

To Love and To Cherish is told entirely from Nash’s point of view, and although I stand by that decision for various reasons, I thought it would be fun to pick some scenes to redo from Myles’ (Emmitt’s) point of view. Here’s a link to the category including all of these alternate POV scenes.

So far I’ve rewritten all of Chapter 1 to show it from Myles’/Emmitt’s perspective. My plan was to show the first two chapters from this different perspective, but after taking another look at Chapter 2, I’ve decided that wouldn’t be the best way to go. Anyway, I’ve selected a random scene from Chapter 3 that I think would be interesting from Emmitt’s POV. Here is the first part of that scene:

Random Scene – Chapter 3 – Part 1

Grampy’s cackling laughter greeted Emmitt as he approached his grandfather’s hospital room. The first thing Emmitt noticed when he stepped into the room was Nash Marino looking up from where he squatted next to Grampy’s chair.

The two of them seemed to get along well but even so, unless Emmitt felt confident he could maintain his professionalism, he shouldn’t even consider the proposition that had invaded his mind ever since overhearing Nash’s conversation with Angela in the cafeteria yesterday.

Emmitt smiled and turned his focus to Grampy. “I’m glad to see you’ve cheered up.”

Grampy laughed even louder, pointed at Nash, and gasped, “He wants to have you talk to my grandson!”

Nash’s face turned red, and Emmitt’s brows drew together in confusion. He gazed at Nash. “Which one, and what about?”

“Emmitt,” Nash replied. “The one Bernie says he lives with.”

Emmitt raised an eyebrow. Nash hadn’t picked up on the fact that Bernie was his grandfather? He sat on the corner of the bed and turned his attention to his gleeful relative. “Grampy, you really need to quit calling me that.”

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Blurb: To Love and To Cherish

Will Nash find love again? Of course he will. Will he go about it in the usual manner? Now that’s another story entirely.

Jilted by his fiancé two weeks before their wedding, Nash Marino’s outlook on life in general, and love in particular, is jaded. After months of couch-surfing, Nash is fed up. He’s sick and tired of his living conditions, worn out by the demands of his nursing job, and despairs of ever finding love again. In fact, he doesn’t think he’s capable of true love. Monogamy, commitment, companionship, and regular sex…that’s all he wants, and the sooner, the better.

When Nash crosses paths with a like-minded man who’s also in need of a live-in nurse for a beloved relative, Nash figures all his problems are solved. Matters are complicated by a freak accident and amnesia. When Nash’s marriage of convenience scheme is muddied by notions of love after his memory reboot, will their plans go awry, or will Nash’s new outlook on life be just what the doctor ordered?

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Getting a Little of Myles’ (Emmitt’s) POV – Scene 4

To Love and To Cherish is told entirely from Nash’s point of view, and although I stand by that decision for various reasons, I thought it would be fun to pick some scenes to redo from Myles’ (Emmitt’s) point of view. Here’s a link to the category including all of these alternate POV scenes.

So far I’ve started at the beginning and gone in order from there. My plan is to show the first two chapters from this different perspective. Scene 4, below, completes chapter one, and follows the last post. In the book the corresponding scene had Nash at home, without Emmitt, so this is a fresh scene showing what Emmitt might have been up to at the same time:

Scene 04

It was later than Myles would have liked when he finally had the chance to walk into his grandfather’s hospital room for a visit before heading home.

“Emmitt!” Grampy’s voice was cheerful, as always. Nothing ever seemed to bring the man down.

Myles—or Emmitt, as Grampy always referred to him—leaned down to kiss the upturned weathered cheek. “How was your day, Grampy? I understand Dr. Beltran wants to get you up and walking the halls tomorrow.”

“Yeah, he told me. He had that new nurse I got get me up to start walking to the bathroom today, too.”

“Good, it’ll get you ready for physical therapy. Remember, you’ll be moving to a PT facility in a few more days. They’ll get you back into shape to come home again.”

Grampy nodded. “I know, I know.” Then he cocked his head to the side, grinned, and added, “My new nurse, he’s one of those funny boys, like you.”

Emmitt heaved a sigh. “Grampy, please don’t meddle.”

If Emmitt didn’t know his grandfather better, he might have found the man’s widened eyes and pearl clutching maneuver convincing. “Me? I don’t meddle!”

But the threat was real. Emmitt knew it, and he was sure Grampy knew that he knew it. “Seriously, Grampy. I work with Nash. It would be wrong of me to approach him.”

Grampy’s eyes lit up. “So you like him, then?”

“Grampy!”

“Oh, quit your worryin’, I’ll leave him be.”

“Thank you.” But Emmitt still wasn’t quite sure he could trust Grampy’s chagrined mien.

“Even though he is kinda good-lookin’ on top of being good company.”

“Grampy!”

“I didn’t say I’d leave you be!”

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Blurb: To Love and To Cherish

Will Nash find love again? Of course he will. Will he go about it in the usual manner? Now that’s another story entirely.

Jilted by his fiancé two weeks before their wedding, Nash Marino’s outlook on life in general, and love in particular, is jaded. After months of couch-surfing, Nash is fed up. He’s sick and tired of his living conditions, worn out by the demands of his nursing job, and despairs of ever finding love again. In fact, he doesn’t think he’s capable of true love. Monogamy, commitment, companionship, and regular sex…that’s all he wants, and the sooner, the better.

When Nash crosses paths with a like-minded man who’s also in need of a live-in nurse for a beloved relative, Nash figures all his problems are solved. Matters are complicated by a freak accident and amnesia. When Nash’s marriage of convenience scheme is muddied by notions of love after his memory reboot, will their plans go awry, or will Nash’s new outlook on life be just what the doctor ordered?

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Getting a Little of Myles’ (Emmitt’s) POV – Scene 3

To Love and To Cherish is told entirely from Nash’s POV, and I thought it would be fun to pick some scenes to redo from Myles’ (Emmitt’s) POV. Here’s a link to the category including all of the scenes.

So far I’ve started at the beginning and gone in order from there. My plan is to show the first two chapters from this different perspective. Scene 3, below, picks up where I left off last time:

Scene 03

On the twelfth floor, the charge nurse greeted them as they approached the nurses’ station. “Nash, Dr. Burlingham, good. Your new patient is on his way up now. We’ve got 1218 set up already.”

“Thank you.” Myles gestured with his head for Nash to follow. He straightened his back and walked swiftly to the designated room.

The last thing he wanted to do was alienate Nash. Much as he knew it would be ethically imprudent to pursue the man considering their working relationship, he still esteemed Nash as a nurse and didn’t want one day’s tactless mood to affect Nash’s opinion of him.

He ushered Nash inside, then closed the door behind them. Nash tensed, but waited silently as Myles gathered his thoughts. Or tried to, anyway.

“I want to apologize,” Myles said.

One of his grandfather’s favorite quotes came to mind. Benjamin Franklin had once said “Never ruin an apology with an excuse.” It was good advice, and Grampy had recited it often over the years.

Nash’s jaw dropped briefly at Myles’ words. Apparently he hadn’t been expecting that.

Myles continued. “I left you with the impression that I was displeased with your past performance. I want to reiterate that that is not the case and, in fact, couldn’t be further from the truth. Indeed, if I was given a choice of nurses for my more critically injured patients, I would choose you every time. I shouldn’t have taken my bad mood out on you.”

There. No excuses. Or was there? Damn it. Maybe he shouldn’t have mentioned his bad mood, although that was probably obvious anyway. No doubt the apology was too formal, as was his tendency, but hopefully the sincerity was clear.

Nash blinked a few times then nodded, and his posture relaxed from the stiff pose he’d taken upon entering the room.

“Apology accepted. Th…thank you.”

If Nash was going to elaborate, he didn’t have the chance because the door opened, and a post-op nurse wheeled a patient-occupied bed into the room. Nash got busy checking the side rails and situating his new patient, then looked expectantly at Myles.

Myles reverted to professional-mode and reviewed, in great detail, his instructions for the patient’s care.

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Blurb: To Love and To Cherish

Will Nash find love again? Of course he will. Will he go about it in the usual manner? Now that’s another story entirely.

Jilted by his fiancé two weeks before their wedding, Nash Marino’s outlook on life in general, and love in particular, is jaded. After months of couch-surfing, Nash is fed up. He’s sick and tired of his living conditions, worn out by the demands of his nursing job, and despairs of ever finding love again. In fact, he doesn’t think he’s capable of true love. Monogamy, commitment, companionship, and regular sex…that’s all he wants, and the sooner, the better.

When Nash crosses paths with a like-minded man who’s also in need of a live-in nurse for a beloved relative, Nash figures all his problems are solved. Matters are complicated by a freak accident and amnesia. When Nash’s marriage of convenience scheme is muddied by notions of love after his memory reboot, will their plans go awry, or will Nash’s new outlook on life be just what the doctor ordered?

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Getting a Little of Myles’ (Emmitt’s) POV – Scene 2

If you follow along here on my blog at all, you’ve probably seen that I’ve got a little series of posts where I’m rewriting the flashback scenes from ’Til Death Do Us Part to be from Sam’s POV.

Although To Love and To Cherish does have a couple flashback scenes, they’re in the form of Nash’s dreams, and they don’t involve the other MC. However, the entire story is told from Nash’s POV, and I thought it would be fun to pick some scenes to redo from Myles’ (Emmitt’s) POV.

I’ve already done the opening scene. Scene 2, below, picks up where I left off last time:

Scene 02

“So the patient with the open tibia fracture I’m expecting is yours, then?” Nash asked.

“He’s been assigned to you?” Myles replied.

“Yes.”

Great. Just great. Myles really didn’t need the added challenge of keeping his inappropriate crush on Nash buried today of all days.

Myles regarded Nash for a moment then blinked. “Great.”

Unfortunately, his tone more closely mirrored his frustrated thoughts than the sentiment that should have accompanied those words.

Nash’s posture immediately stiffened. “I assure you I’m a very competent nurse. Your patient is in good hands.” Nash’s clipped tones shared what was obviously his true feelings better than the civil words had done.

Myles took a deep breath, trying to maintain his composure. Of course Nash was a competent nurse. Nash was one of the better educated nurses as well as being authentically compassionate, gentle, and attentive. That’s why he’d specifically requested Nash to be the day nurse in charge of his grandfather’s care, so why the man would think he felt differently was a mystery.

“I’m not suggesting otherwise.” Again, his tone was more terse than intended.

Nash’s face reddened, and he pursed his lips as if biting back further words. Probably for the best since Myles was having obvious problems conveying his meaning.

The elevator doors opened at the lobby. A number of other people joined them, mostly visitors, but another nurse stepped on, her eyebrows raising slightly, apparently sensing the tension in the elevator.

 

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Getting a Little of Myles’ POV

If you follow along here on my blog at all, you’ve probably seen that I’ve got a little series of posts where I’m rewriting the flashback scenes from ’Til Death Do Us Part to be from Sam’s POV (FYI, there’s another one scheduled for tomorrow).

Although To Love and To Cherish does have a couple flashback scenes, they’re in the form of Nash’s dreams, and they don’t involve the other MC. However, the entire story is told from Nash’s POV, and I thought it would be fun to pick some scenes to redo from Myles’ POV.

I’m starting with the opening scene. In the book’s opening, Nash interacts with a patient in a manner that brings readers who are new to the series up-to-date on what they need to know regarding what happened to Nash in ’Til Death Do Us Part. After dropping the patient off in radiology, he meets up with Myles (aka Emmitt). Here I’ll show what Myles was up to in the minutes leading up to their encounter at the elevator.

Scene 01

Dr. Myles Burlingham kept his eyes focused on what he was doing and avoided locking his gaze with anyone else drifting through the cafeteria. He knew the hospital grapevine had its spotlight shining on him lately. Not that he could blame them, but still, he hated the notoriety. Hated the sharply ended conversations and the phony smiles.

It was worse than dealing with his divorce—the topic of the gossip. In fact, he was quite relieved the marriage was over, even if he was ticked off at how Crystal had gone about it.

He stared at the text message from his divorce attorney. The judge had signed the order this morning. It was done.

There would be no hiding Crystal’s pregnancy. His personal business would jump back to center stage as soon as that became known. And it would. She still socialized with some of the other physicians and/or their spouses. Same with the news that she’d be remarrying later this week, within days of the divorce becoming final. At least that meant he wouldn’t have to pay any alimony, so maybe it was worth the temporary infamy.

He grabbed a sandwich from a vending machine then glanced at his watch. The patient he’d just operated on would be heading up to the surgical floor shortly. He sighed and pushed through the double doors to exit the cafeteria.

He shoved the wrapped sandwich into the pocket of his white coat as he approached the bank of elevators.

The way his luck was going today, it shouldn’t have been a surprise that Nash Marino was standing in front of the elevators. Myles nodded in greeting, and his jaw tightened reflexively, which was ridiculous. He needed to get past this pathetic infatuation he had with the nurse. It was unprofessional.

He was constantly torn between wanting to be near the man, and needing to keep his distance before he exposed himself. He had no intention of hiding his sexuality. He’d figured it out early in his marriage, although he’d tried to make it work anyway.

Obviously, that had been a miserable failure, but his best friends Gil and Julia had accepted his announcement without even blinking. Like Grampy, they’d probably already had him figured out. His brothers were less than thrilled—mostly confused since he’d married a woman—but they weren’t going to make it an issue.

So, yeah, he wasn’t going to retreat into a closet, but neither was he planning to date anyone he had to work with, no matter how attracted he was to the man. No matter how much he admired the man’s integrity. No matter what. It was unethical and could create a conflict of interest.

The elevator doors opened and he stepped on. He could probably make time to visit with Grampy while he was on the surgical floor, anyway, getting his new patient set up. Stop in and say “hi,” and let Grampy know about the appointment he had this evening with that home health agency.

Myles startled when he realized Nash was looking at him expectantly. Nash had already pushed the button for the twelfth floor, where they were both heading, but of course, Nash wouldn’t know his destination. Myles nodded and stepped back.

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