Chapter 3

Kendal

The dark-haired beauty that calmed Mandy walked out of the room, and I was grateful for the quiet. My baby sister slipped into a restful sleep as I brushed my hand down the back of her hair and rocked her as best I could. Every part of me hurt for her, longed for a way to transfer my good health to her and let me take on her disease for her. It wasn't going to happen, but it didn't stop me from wanting it.

I laid her down and moved back from the bed as my heart ached in my chest. She was the perfect replica of our mother at twenty-four. Long brown hair and green eyes, pale skin and a huge smile that pulled everyone in to see what she had to say. Too bad I hadn't seen it for the last two to three years.

I glanced over my shoulder, wanting to chase down the nurse that had the power to calm my sister. I needed to thank her, and truth be told, I wanted to study her unabashed. Her long dark hair was a beautiful accent to her tanned skin and hazel eyes. She had to have been a head shorter than me, but not petite. Her curves were feminine and thick. I took a shaky breath as my body reacted in ways that were less than appropriate in the middle of a hospital room where my sister was suffering. Shame crashed into me, and I turned and walked out into the hallway, just needing a minute to gather my thoughts.

"Kendal?"

I turned at the sound of my sister's best friend's voice. "Terri, it's good to see you."

Lies. Terri was the last person on the face of the planet that I wanted to run into. She'd been Amanda's best friend since they were in grade school, and where I was more than grateful for her loving my sister, she wanted to love me too, and not in ways that I could return the favor. Having slept with her a few times over the last five years, she was hopeful that something would start between us, but that was impossible seeing that I planned to avoid her for the rest of my days.

"It's good to see you too." She extended her arms and I couldn't deny her a quick hug. "You look incredible."

"You do too." I tried to ignore the neediness in her eyes.

"Thanks. I've been working out." She moved back and turned around slowly.

I gave her a tight smile and ran my fingers through my hair. "Mandy's having a hard day today. I left her in there sleeping, but she's losing feeling in her arms."

"Oh no. That's horrible." She pressed her hand to the center of my chest. "I'm going to go in and spend some time with her unless you wanted a little more time to yourselves?"

"No, I'm going to go up to the college for a while. I'll tell the nurses if they need me to just call." I glanced around, hoping to find the pretty girl that had the power to calm my sister with only a few words.

"I'm sure they know that." She chuckled as I turned back to her. The subtle shift in her expression let me know she was moving from a friendly encounter to asking me out... again. "I was thinking maybe we could have a drink sometime. You know... talk about what the plans are for Mandy after she gets back out of here?"

There. The pretty brunette who had my stomach tightening walked toward me with a smile on her face. She was nothing less than stunning, and yet the way she carried herself told me quickly that she didn't think much of herself.

"I'd love to, but I can't." I licked my lips as a thought filled my mind.

"Why not? It's been two years, Kendal. We were so good together. Don't you-"

"Hey, Terri, this is Dana." I reached for the nurse’s hand, grateful that her name tag was evident. "We've been dating for about six months. She's been taking great care of Mandy. Have you gotten the chance to meet her?"

If the nurse was surprised, she hid it well. I wrapped my arm around her narrow shoulders and smiled down at her. Fuck she was hot.

"Um... no." Terri extended her hand. "I'm Mandy's best friend. Are you new here?"

"Somewhat." She shook Terri's hand and slid her arm around the back of my waist as she glanced back up at me. "Did you get her to go to sleep?"

"Yeah. She fell asleep while I was holding her. How did you-"

"Well, I'm going to leave you two to it... whatever it is." Terri turned and walked into Mandy's hospital room.

I released the pretty girl and tried hard not to breathe in deeply. It would have been more than obvious that I was the creep of the century for trying to smell more of her perfume.

"How did you get her to calm down?" I turned to face her and let my eyes run down the front of her beautiful body as she glanced down the hall as if expecting someone to catch us in something inappropriate.

"What was that all about first?" She turned back to me and smiled.

My cock twitched in my slacks, and for the first time in a really long time, my pulse spiked. Ana. She reminded me of Ana more than I cared to admit. With the flood of hormones came the pain of loss.

"I just needed to get her off my back. She's Mandy's best friend and hits on me every time I see her. She's too young for me, and honestly... I'm not interested."

"But you slept with her?" The girl lifted her eyebrow.

I laughed. "Why would you think that?"

"It's obvious." She crossed her arms over her chest, accentuating just how full her breasts were. Need pulsed through me as my mouth grew dry. How nice it would be to make love to a woman and feel her body bend to my will, to touch her and taste her in ways that left her begging for more. There wasn't much I wasn't willing to do for the girl I took to my bed, but it had been too long, and I was almost too needy. Damon would have had a field day giving me shit over my sensitive nature should he have known about it.

"How so?" I slipped my hands into my pockets and tried to turn my attention to anything but her. I failed in my efforts and decided flirting wouldn't be a bad thing necessarily.

"I could just tell." She shrugged. "Your sister is a great girl. I'm sorry for all she's going through."

My bravado waned a little. "Yeah. It's been a long life for her."

"You as well." She tilted her head to the side a little. "Are you always having to fend off women?"

I chuckled. "More often than I care to discuss with a beautiful stranger."

Her cheeks colored pink as she glanced toward the nurses’ station. "I'm not a stranger. We've been dating for six months, right? Did I get that part right?"

The desire to reach out and touch her face drove through my center. "Six months, two weeks, three days and two hours."

"Wow. You're a romantic, aren't you? Do you bring flowers?"

"Only if I want sex." I lifted my eyebrow and chuckled as she gave me a look.

"You're as corrupt as the next guy."

"Maybe, but I like to think not."

"Well, it was nice to meet you, Mr. Tarrington." She extended her hand and studied me in a way that made me want to open up and share with her whatever she was after to find.

"Kendal. Nice to meet you, Dana." I gripped her hand softly and breathed in subtly. "How long have you been a nurse here at Memorial?"

"Now you're just stalling." She laughed and pulled her hand from mine. "Have a nice day."

"No flirting? No date? No hitting on me?" I couldn't help but tease her.

"Heavens no." She turned and walked down the hall, not looking back at me as I'd hoped she would. The thick swell of her ass filled up her scrubs in a way that had my body reacting violently. I needed to get laid. Here I was hitting on the youngest girl in the hospital like the idiot I was. For some reason I had a bend toward finding women that were all wrong for me in the worst of ways.

"Why not?" I hated myself for asking.

"Because you expect me to, Kendal." She turned the corner as I let out a long sigh and pulled my keys from my pocket. I had no clue who she was other than her name, but for the first time in a long time, I wanted to.

I walked to my car languidly as thoughts of Ana filled my mind. It was going to be beyond unfair to every woman I took to my bed, because they all became Ana. Where I wasn't in love anymore, the memory of what might have been filled every part of my mind. I wanted a partner in life that I could adore, dote on, spend endless amounts of time with and still want more. One time would never be enough, one more kiss would fall short, one more dance would leave me yearning. Ana had promised to be all of that and more.

"Why? Why me?" I walked out into the sunny afternoon and paused to breathe in deeply.

"Kendal. You leaving so soon?" Tinsley turned from where she was perched on the side of the building smoking. The woman was pretty in her own right, but had a cattiness about her that drove me mad.

"Yeah. Amanda is sleeping and seems to be okay for now. I'd really love to get a call when you guys get the test results back from what's happening with her." I ignored the way the woman let her eyes roam freely over me.

"Of course. I always call you when something comes up." She bit her lip and glanced around. "How's work going?"

Small talk. Great.

"It's good. Speaking of..." I smiled and spun my keys on my finger. "I gotta get up there. Thanks for keeping an eye on my sister."

"For you? Absolutely."

I moved past her and bit my tongue to keep from commenting on the fact that watching out for Amanda had very little to do with me and more to do with a code of ethics she should have as a nurse. I didn't have the right to talk about ethics though, seeing that I'd thrown mine to the wind six years before and bedded one of my students. I hadn't had the desire to do the same to anyone since, but Dana might have changed that.

The sadness over Mandy was overshadowed for a minute by the idea of asking Dana out for a drink or maybe even dinner. I couldn't date anyone in my classes, and wouldn't dream of asking out another professor, but a pretty nurse at the hospital? Absolutely.

What were the odds that I might find the right girl for me standing over Mandy's hospital bed? She had to be kind and caring if she were willing to give up her life to serve others in the capacity that the medical field deserved.

"Stop it," I grumbled and got in the car before letting out a long breath. I was a hopeless romantic in search for the type of relationship that probably didn't exist. After all the shit I'd done in my past regarding women, I didn't deserve a good one. I deserved a Terri or Tinsley. The type of woman that would slut herself out for me for a few weeks and move on to the next man. The promise of sex was the initial hook, but when they soon discovered that I wasn't anything like my alpha best friend, they'd most likely go running for the hills. Love stories were a dime a dozen.

Too bad mine only felt worthy of pennies.