Thread: Some R&R in HR (Arjayoh x Sketchyequine)

Sam chuckled, slipping a piece of clean gauze into her book where it served as ghetto ass bookmark. It was a romance novel though that wasn't obvious based on the cover. Sam got plenty of adventure, mystery, and even horror just doing her job. The only thing her day to day truly lacked was romance. So... she read about it to make enduring a life without it a little less painful. Her and Jessi didn't even sleep in the same bed anymore. Sam had so graciously been kicked to the spare bedroom while Jessi took over the master. Whatever. At least she didn't have to listen to his snoring anymore this way. The bastard never was willing to do anything about it. Maybe shes just bringing napkins because she thinks I'm going to start sweating just by talking to you. She gave him a wink before following his gaze down to her wedding ring. Usually she didn't even wear it outside of work, but she kept it on around the hospital in a futile attempt to keep patients from flirting with the cute little redheaded trauma surgeon. Pathetic? Maybe, but it worked. What was mpre upsetting to Sam was the fact this cute guy now knew she was married. Or maybe she's just hoping we'll both reach for the napkins at the same time and brush fingertips like in the movies. She teased, but once glance over at the barista was enough to tell Sam she was young and a hopeless romantic. Sam's leg continued to bounce nervously under the table as she socialized with the man. Why the hell was she so nervous? She wondered. She met new people all day every day for work. She had good people skills yet here she was terrified he would ditch hre the second she sounded boring or overbearing. What if he was one of those guys who didnt like a woman who were powerful in the work place? There was no doubt that Samantha herself was a powerhouse and she didnt let men walk all over her at work or anywhere. Except for Jessi, but that was aa different story. I live around here. She informed him, trailing her chewed short fingernails along the side of the cup while she made eye contact with the male sitting with perfect posture in her chair and leaned forward towards him just a tad. This place, the library, the gym, Rudy's... they're all along my walk to and from work. I hardly ever drive anywhere these days unless its damn cold outside and I don't feel like freezing my ass off. After all, I worked hard on this ass. She smirked a bit. If I remember right you're a member at my gym as well, correct? I think I've seen you there during some of my workouts. Drenched in sweat truly is me at my cutest. You're a lucky guy. Sam glanced at the simple silver watch that was strapped around her wrist and pursed her plush lips. 935 AM. She would have to head back soon so that she could be changed and ready for pre-ops at 10. If she even got to do preops. Half the time the ambulance brought in a trauma case that required her attention and they would reassign a different doctor to her more routine procedure patients. Sam was best utilized saving a trauma patient... not removing a lipoma or appendix. I work at the hospital. East bay? I don't know if you've heard of it or driven past, but it's the biggest hospital on this side of town. We take care of a lot of emergency patients as well as provide standard procedures from dermatologists to cancer treatment. It's a big place, but I hope you never find yourself needing to be one of my patients. I work primarily in the emergency room and if I'm not there I'm leaned over some poor sap on the operating table. Just hope you never have to see me at work and you'll just keep running into me on the streets.