Wyatt Rides Hard Ebook (Razor's Edge MC #1)

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“Kate.  I need something from you.”

Kate looked up from the nurses’ station and saw that it was Gloria talking. 

I need something from you.

Of course she did. She always did. 

Standing there with a disinterested look on her face, staring at her cell phone.  Gloria never seemed to look up from that screen, and most of the time, she was staring at herself using various Instagram filters. 

Everything about the woman was fake.   Lips, boobs, lashes, you name it.  She’d racked up more plastic surgery than a Hollywood starlet, and spent her time in the hospital either chasing whatever
doctor looked the richest or working her Instagram account overtime.  

Kate had no idea how Gloria had managed to get
herself into a supervisory position, but it sure wasn’t as a result of her talent or hard work.  The woman never seemed to lift a finger all day long in the Emergency Department, other than to get someone else to do her job for her.

And it was always that same sentence with her.  Kate.  I need something from you.

Kate traded a look with Nikki, the receptionist, who
closed her eyes and shook her head.  They both knew what was coming.

“Gloria, I can’t…” she began to say.

“You’re going to have to take the next shift,” Gloria
said, interrupting her.  “I have to leave early.”

“I’ve been on for twelve hours already,” Kate said.

Gloria ignored her.  “Make sure those charts are done on, um… whoever that guy is in Curtain 2.”

“Mr. Lachey.  The suspected MI.”

“Yeah, him.  I didn’t have a chance to do it.”

Kate couldn’t believe it.  “You didn’t do his chart?”

“I was busy.  So just get that done and finish out the next shift for me.”

And like that, Gloria was gone, walking off on her little stick legs down the hospital corridor, checking herself out on her phone the entire time.  Not once during the entire conversation had she so much as even looked at Kate. 

This wasn’t the first time.  Not by a long shot.  For as long as Kate had been working at the hospital, the one constant in her life had been picking up after Gloria’s slack.

“Look at her,” Nikki said.  “I mean, it’s like she thinks she’s a Kardashian or something.”

“It’s fine,” Kate said.

“It is not fine!  This is the third time this week she’s stuck you with an extra shift!”

“I’ll just deal with it.”

“Girl, you are going to pass out!” Nikki said.  “She can’t keep doing this to you!  That Barbie Doll bitch needs to quit flirting with the doctors and do her fucking job.”

Kate sighed.  “I don’t think either one of those things is ever going to happen.”

“Why do you keep putting up with that?  You got your nurse practitioner degree, you don’t need to put up with her shit in the ED like this.  Go get a job in some swanky private practice and get paid.” 

Because I’m too nice, Kate thought.

“Because I don’t have a choice,” is what she said.  “The hospital paid for my degree and I owe them three years.” 

“Yeah, and Barbie Bitch knows it and uses it against
you every day.”

“Don’t let her hear you call her that,” Kate said.  “I don’t want you to get into trouble on my account.”

“That Mr. Lachey guy?” Nikki said.  “She almostgave him the wrong medication.”

“I know.”

“I know you know!  You’re the one who caught it and fixed it!  That man would have died if it wasn’t for you!”

“There’s nothing I can do about it.”

“You’re too nice, Kate,” Nikki said.  “If it was me that she was messing with, I would drop kick her until the filler came out of her fake-ass lips.”

Kate had to laugh a little at that.  “Please don’t.  I need you here with me.  You’re the only one keeping me sane.”

Nikki stood up slightly to peek down the long
hospital corridor.  After a second, she started pulling on Kate’s scrub sleeve with her long, carefully painted fingernails.

“Oh, look.  She’s hitting on Dr. Wildemore again.”

“He’s married,” Kate said.  “Doesn’t she know that?”

“Oh, she knows that.  She don’t care.  The skank is a
lousy boss and a home wrecker.”

“Keep it down,” Kate said.  “I don’t want you to get yourself in trouble.  And I told you, you have to stop with the long nail extensions.”

“But look at them!” Nikki said, holding up her hands
and slowly waving her fingers.  “My younger sister did them for me.  Don’t they look nice?” 

“Yeah, but if you’re going to be a nurse, you’re not
going to be able to have nails like that.”

“Ugh.  The things I give up for this job,” Nikki said. 
“Well, if you’re stuck with me here again all night, at least we have some entertainment for ourselves.”

“What do you mean?” Kate asked.

“There’s a guy in Four.  Motorcycle accident.”

“How’s that entertainment?” Kate said.

“Because girl, he is fine.”

“Nikki, I’ve been working for twelve hours straight,”
Kate said.  “The last thing on my mind is a cute boy.”

“Mmmm, maybe wait until you go in there before you say that,” Nikki said.

“I think I saw him from the back when he first came
in,” Kate said.  “Wasn’t he wearing one of those biker gang vests?”

“MC,” Nikki said.

“What?”

“MC.  They call it a MC.  Motorcycle club.  And the vest is called a cut.”

“But it’s a gang,” Kate said.

Nikki shrugged.  “Well, it is and it isn’t.” 

“Whatever.  Not my type.  Besides, I told you… the last thing I care about now is a cute boy,” Kate said, heading off to Four to look in on this biker… MC… guy.

Then she turned the corner into the exam room and
realized…. she was wrong. 

She’d said she didn’t care about whether or not he
was cute, but Nikki had it closer with her word.

Fine.

His shirt had been cut off when he’d first come in,
and he’d pulled off the gown the hospital had given to him, revealing his torso from the waist up.  His jeans were tight, his abs were tight, everything about the man was tight.  Clear blue eyes that pierced into her and glittered in the light with a combination of intelligence and mischief.

This guy was one hundred percent trouble, but the
kind of trouble a woman longed for when the nights were cold and lonely.

“Well, hi there,” he said with a grin.  “Are you my new doctor?”