Garrett stared at the gorgeous brunette sitting on the waiting room sofa. Dr. Jennifer Castillo's shapely legs, outlined beneath figure-hugging black pants, had caught his attention the moment he stepped out of the emergency room.
He'd always been a legs man.
Not that he should be noticing. Not when his patient had a clot. Not even if said patient had talked up her daughter, declaring her available and only slightly used.
Slightly used: Jennifer's mother's description of a messy divorce that left her daughter devoted only to her patients and numb to the opposite sex.
Had Bridget talked him up to her daughter? Had she described him as available and actively seeking?
Actively seeking: His description of his desperate search for a mother for his four-year-old twin sons.
An embittered, career-minded divorcee wasn't what he'd had in mind. But damn if his libido recognized that.
Without letting go of Jennifer's hand, Garrett glanced at his watch.
"She should be in her room by now," he said, trying to keep his brain on the real issues rather than on his unexpected reaction to the curvy brunette.
"Thanks. Will the orthopedic surgeon be notified?" Jennifer's soft, vulnerable smile sucked him further under her spell, making him feel more a man than he'd felt in eons.
"He has been, but I'll handle her hospital stay."
She took in his pedestrian clothes, shock registering in her soulful brown eyes. "You're on duty?"
"No," he said, grinning. "I was checking on a patient when your mother arrived. Since I was here, I examined her." Garrett stood and pulled Jennifer to her feet. "Come on. I'll take you to her."
Reluctantly, he let go of Jennifer's hand, but he doubted the fire scorching him from the contact of their skin would burn out any time soon.
Think of the boys, he reminded himself. A woman who is as dedicated to her career as you are is not someone you need to get involved with. The boys need a mother. Someone like Emma had been.
Not another parent who knew how to deal with sick patients better than two little boys.
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