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Getting ready for work becaain By the ti home I was five minutes late, flushed, and my brain was far from work mode

“You look good” Veronica, a fellow nurse’s aid and probably my only work friend eyes me suspiciously when I make it onto the floor “Hot date?”

I heave a breath, rushing into workout of shape “No” I insist

“Mmhmm, sure” Veronica smiles “I’ve never seen you wear eezers,” she gestures to the two older men slumped and fast asleep in their wheelchairs next to the nurse's station “You’re planning onsomeone Spill it”

Veronica is 22, Latina, and stunningly attractive She frequently wears red lipstick and hoop earrings paired with her baby pink scrubs and orthopedic shoes while I opt for tight ponytails and , and our friendship works perfectly like that But she also knows h to see that my curled hair, eyeliner, and blush pink lipstick is way out of the norm for work

“Fine You win” I blush “It’s a guy but that’s all I’ you”

Veronica’s face lights up “Oh Annie! Yes, girl!”

“Shh,” I throw a loose pen at her “It’s not serious”

Veronica gives me a look of amusement

Was it not serious?

I trip overdinner, and checking in on residents all feel like insur so distracted when I finally leave the nursing home at the end of my shift

“Hey, sweetheart” his deep baritone draws my attention from my phone to meet his eyes

Gio is stunning leaning against the black Porsche in dark black jeans, a white tee, and his signature black leather jacket His feet are covered in black combat boots that have the laces wrapped around therin that makes my knees weak

“Hey” I give hirin

We’re like two teenagerswe shouldn’t be doing