I couldn't believe I agreed to go out with Breaker King! What was I thinking? That was the problem, Holmes, you weren't thinking. When he left I had the sinking feeling that I'd never see him again. I couldn't let him go without finding out if there was something more there. I needed to take the same advice that I gave Winona: put yourself out there.
Breaker was picking me up at the hospital in a couple hours and I didn't even have a change of clothes with me. I couldn't wear my scrubs on a date. I thought about going home but I wouldn't have enough time to get back. If I was smart enough, I could've asked for his phone number so he could pick me up at my apartment. All those years of school didn't train me for real life.
I found Fiona in the locker room changing into her street clothes. “I have a little bit of a problem, I have a date tonight and no change of clothes,” I told her.
Fiona's lips curled in amusement. “The famous Dr. Holmes has a date tonight?”
I blushed and nodded. “Is it that crazy of an idea?”
Fiona shook her head. “Only crazy that someone as hot as you has been able to keep men away for so long.”
She thought I was hot? I looked down at myself. I knew I wasn't ugly but hot never entered my mind. I laughed. “Yeah I wish. I guess I just haven't had the time for dating. Too focused on my career.”
“Well you're in luck.” Fiona scrounged through her locker and pulled out a tight black dress. “Try this on.”
“You just keep a dress like that in your locker?”
“You never know when a sexy patient or doctor is going to ask you out.”
Fiona looked the same size as me except my breasts were a couple cup sizes bigger. I quickly undressed and squeezed into the tiny dress. Fiona mouthed the word “wow” before I could check myself in the mirror.
I used Fiona's full-length mirror in her locker. The black dress hugged every curve and was way too short. My boobs barely fit and looked like they were exploding out of the window. I tried to pull the dress down lower to cover more of my ass but it was no use.
“You look fucking amazing,” Fiona said with her mouth wide open.
“Really? You don't think it's a bit slutty.” I turned around and showed her my massive cleavage.
Fiona leaned in and whispered in my ear. “Your going to need to fight the men off you tonight. I hope your date is ready for a brawl.”
I blushed. Breaker would be able to take care of anyone that got too close. “Thank you so much. I'll get the dress back to you tomorrow.”
Fiona waved both hands. “Seriously, keep it. It looks way better on you. I always wondered what the dress would look like with a bigger bust.” Her eyes trailed down to my cleavage. “Now I know.”
“Oh I couldn't. This dress must have cost you a fortune.” I couldn't stop staring at myself in the mirror. I had never looked this good before in my entire life.
“Don't worry, I got it at a thrift shop. So who's your date for tonight? It's not Dr. Green is it?”
A shiver ran down my spine. She already knew he was bad news so I didn't need to explain anything to her. I hadn't told her what happened in the pharmacy. I didn't want to frighten her yet. “No actually it's one of my patients. Do you remember Breaker King?”
“You mean the handsome-as-hell biker?”
I nodded. “Yeah that's the one.”
“I gave him a couple of sponge baths. Girl, you're in for a real treat.” Fiona winked at me. What did she mean by that? Did her and Breaker do something. I remembered walking in on them and Fiona seemed embarrassed. She closed her locker and flipped hair. “Good luck tonight. Tell me all about it on your next shift.”
“Will do. Thank you again for the dress!” I returned to the small round mirror in my locker and tried to fix up my makeup. I must have put my hair up and down again over a dozen times. What would Breaker like? I left my blonde hair down and let it cascade brush against my shoulders. When I was confident with my look, I closed my locker and went downstairs to wait.
Most of the nurses and doctors didn't even recognize me as I strutted along. I certainly got a lot of eyes on me though. I wasn't used to that kind of attention before. Being a female doctor came with it's fair share of sexual harassment but this was different. I could feel the desire overflowing from the men as I passed by.
I quickly sent a text to Winona to tell her I'd be going home late since I was going on a date. I should have known my phone was going to blow up.
Winona: A date!
Winona: You must be lying. Funny joke. Ha ha.
Winona: Wait! Are you really going on a date?
Natalie: Not lying.
Winona: Who is it? Better not be Doctor Green!
Why does everybody instantly assume it's Green. Why would Winona, especially after I told her what he did to me?
Natalie: No it's the patient who saved me. I'll tell you about it later.
Winona: You better not spare me any detail. I'm on my third viewing of Gone with the Wind. I need something new.
I smiled and shut my phone off. I still needed to find my little sister a date. Surely one of the other doctors would be interested. On my next shift, I'd start the search to find Winona Mr. Right.
The hospital doors slid open to reveal Breaker walking in wearing his signature leather jacket and faded blue jeans. His wardrobe was so simple but effective. I felt like a schoolgirl all over again, swooning over every guy that wore a letterman's jacket. I stood up as he approached.
“Holy fuck, Natalie. You look...I'm fucking speechless.” His eyes scanned my body up and down. The butterflies in my stomach fluttered around.
I giggled and tucked a strand of loose hair behind my ear. I grabbed my brown purse that looked like a grocery bag. It didn't match the dress but there wasn't much I could do about that.
“Shall we go?” he asked.
I nodded.“Where are we going tonight?”
“I thought we'd hit a bar and get a couple drinks. Then see where the night takes us.”
“That sounds nice.” I knew exactly what he meant by that. And I had no qualms about going back to his place tonight. There would be no way I'd be able to stop my body.
Breaker led me outside to the parking lot where his motorcycle was parked. Even though Breaker was a biker, I didn't expect that. I stopped short of the motorcycle and stared at it. The bike was dark and the chrome was perfectly polished. The thing looked very intimidating.
“What's wrong?” Breaker asked.
“Nothing, I've just never been on a motorcycle before.”
Breaker arched an eyebrow. “Really? Never?”
“Don't have much time to ride bikes between shifts.”
He handed me a helmet that covered my entire head. There goes my perfect hair. “Don't worry Natalie, with me, I'll never let anything happen to you.”
I stared at him in awe. Is this the man I've been waiting for my entire life? Breaker put his helmet on and hopped on the motorcycle. He looked good on it. I mean really good.
“Get on,” Breaker ordered me.
I complied immediately and jumped on behind Breaker. There wasn't much space and I had to sit right up against Breaker's back. My chest was pushed against him and I tried hard to control my racing heart.
“Wrap your arms around me and hold on tight. We don't want you falling off, do we?”
I shook my head and slipped my hands under his arms and clenched onto his chest. Oh my god he's so strong. A wetness began to pool between my thighs. I hadn't touched a man like this in forever. I wanted to touch more of him. My skin sizzled with pleasure.
Breaker started the bike and the rumbling beneath me felt fantastic. We zoomed out of the parking lot in a flash. The wind caught my hair and adrenaline pumped through my veins. Breaker deftly weaved in and out of cars, barely missing them. My heartbeat spiked at every turn. I was scared out of my mind but felt safe close to Breaker. I knew he wouldn't do anything too dangerous. For him, this was probably a pleasurable stroll on a bike.
Breaker parked the bike at a bar called the Stinky Goat. This couldn't be the place he was taking me on a date? Wasn't this where he got stabbed? I didn't want to question him about it. Just let it go, Holmes. The large building was all green with faded and peeling paint. Bikes just like Breaker's were parked everywhere. I actually didn't spot one normal car in the parking lot. This was definitely not my kind of place. But when I thought about Breaker it made perfect sense. Wearing a dress like this was probably not the best choice.
I got off the bike and pried the helmet off, still trying to catch my breath. “That was out of this world.” I took out my compact and tried to fix my hair the best I could.
Breaker shut off his bike and grinned, showing off his perfect white teeth. How could anyone not fall for him? “I'm glad you liked the ride. Next time, maybe I'll go above forty-five mph.”
“Oh my god, I can't believe we were going that slow! I thought we were at least going a hundred.”
The thought of another bike ride excited me. But the thought of Breaker naked and on top of me excited me more. Where was this night going to take me?