GONE - Part Three (The GONE Series Book 3) by Deborah Bladon Page A

crashed his bike and knocked himself out cold. It's worth hearing how he'll put a spin on it though. According to his chart he's a lawyer. Every lawyer I've ever known blurs the line between fact and fiction effortlessly.
    "I was riding my bike in Central Park this morning." He shifts on his feet slightly. "I like to do that every morning to keep in shape."
    "It's important to exercise." I don't look up from his chart.
    "I was riding along and turned a corner and that's when I saw them." He shakes slightly.
    If he falls over on my watch, I'm going to need to write up a report and I hate writing up reports. "Maybe you should lean against the stretcher."
    He nods as he pushes his hand against it. "I was just riding along and I saw them, and after that everything went black."
    "The paramedics that brought you in said you hit a tree." I wince at the image of that. "They said you were lucky you were wearing a helmet."
    "I could have been luckier."
    "How so?" I turn towards the curtain. Dr. Foster should have been in here by now. I'm going to need to find him.
    "If I would have caught what I was chasing when I crashed, I would have been the luckiest guy in Manhattan."
    "What were you chasing when you crashed?" I lean in waiting to hear the part of the story everyone in admitting has been dying to know. How does a grown man veer so far off the assigned bicycle path that he hits a huge tree head-on?
    "I was chasing the most perfect pair of tits I've seen in a long time."
    "Are you serious?" I lean closer to have a look at his eyes.
    "I'm dead serious." His hands bolt to the air in front of him. "They were round and plump. She was jogging on the path and I saw them bounce and then they bounced again."
    "That's just…" my voice trails because anything I want to say may result in my being suspended. Offending a patient is a definite no-no and I've already had two warnings. I only have one more before I'm out the door for good.
    "I'm going to get Dr. Foster." The sooner we get this guy out of here the better.
              "Her tits can't compare to your ass, Vanessa. It's seriously the best looking ass I've ever seen."
    I can't resist. I know that there's a chance I'm going to regret this but I do it anyway. "No, I'd disagree with that."
    "You can't." He shakes his head slightly even though it's the worst possible thing for him to do after slamming it into a tree. "I'm an ass man and your ass is the best looking one I've ever come across."
    "Actually." I take a step closer to him. "You're the best looking ass I've ever come across. No, wait. That came out wrong."
    He starts to turn to reveal his naked ass beneath the hospital gown he's been wearing since he arrived.
    "I meant to say that you're an asshole,” I spit out through clenched teeth.
    "Nurse Meyer?"
    I don't need to turn to recognize that voice. It's Dr. Foster. That one and only chance I had left just disappeared into thin air.
     

SOLO – A Standalone by Deborah Bladon
     
    "Have you fucked anyone in the chorus?"
    This is when I wish like hell I'd brought my ear buds with me. Listening to this guy try to pick up Claudia isn't my idea of the way to spend an elevator ride early on a Monday morning. You'd think that landing a part in a Broadway play would mean work, work, and more work. It wouldn't mean the incessant sexual undertones that drive through every rehearsal and meeting day-after-day.
    "No," she replies calmly.
    "I wasn't talking to you," he snaps. "You. I'm talking to you."
    Considering there are only three of us riding this slow ass elevator to the fourteenth floor I guess I need to address this. "Me?" I turn to face him and I feel an instant need to find my balance. I rest my hand against the chrome bar that stretches along the walls of the lift. He's hot. Like smoking hot as hell hot. Why didn't I notice him when I got on?
    "What's your name?"
    "Libby." This is one of those moments when I wish my parents would have given more thought to what I'd