Chapter 14
JUSTIN
QUILL HAD BEEN IGNORING and avoiding me for the past week. Sure, I'd been a dick, but a guy can only take so much rejection. When she pushed me away, and I saw the shock - and not the good kind - in her eyes, I knew she regretted what we'd done in the locker room. That's why I'd said what I did. You know the whole it's better to be the one punching than getting punched. So maybe I made that up, but it's true.
"Hey, fucker," my friend Kenton called. Usually nurses and doctors didn't fraternize, but seeing how the guy was practically married to one of the top doctors at Paradise General, it became a moot point.
"What's up?"
"I haven't seen you around lately. You coming to play poker this week?"
I had forgotten about our standing game. We didn't get around to it much since we were all so busy. It wasn't easy to get time off all off at the same time.
"Don't give me that look," he said.
"What?"
"I can see you trying to back out. Don't do it."