Here Comes Trouble by Becky McGraw Read Free Book Online

with her ribs. A slow throb had started between her
thighs and her nipples were at full alert. Damn, the man could turn
her to pudding with just one touch. And it had been
accidental!
    How the hell had she thought she could work
with him with their history? With how she knew he affected her. It
was a fine time to be thinking about that now though. She'd quit
her job, packed up her stuff, and she was going to work for
him.
    Terri would just have to find a way to avoid
being alone with him, or near him, or touching him. That was going
to be a tall order, she knew. The consequences of failing at that
though were steep enough to give her incentive. No job, no place to
live, alone in a town where she knew no one...well she knew one
person, but Jenny had her own life now.
    On auto-pilot, her car pulled into Charlie's
Bar, the old haunt that she and Jenny loved. The bar sold
sandwiches and wraps, and alcohol. She needed a drink, and he could
drive her back home. He still had to drive to Dallas tonight, so he
probably wouldn't be drinking more than one beer.
    When they got inside, she waved at a few old
friends then sat at the bar. Joel took the stool beside her. He
looked around then asked, "This is the best you could do for
grub?"
    "It's the closest place that serves
alcohol...I need a drink," she said and waved at Jerry the
bartender. "Their sandwiches are good too," she told him then
pulled a menu from between the napkin rack and handed it to
him.
    "Hey, Sunshine, what'll you have tonight?"
Jerry asked her with a bright smile on his weathered
face.
    "Double vodka martini, four olives and a
cheeseburger loaded."
    "Sounds like you're gonna be loaded," Joel
mumbled with a snort.
    She looked over at him and grinned. "Takes a
lot more than that, darlin'."
    Jerry piped up, "Yeah, her and her doctor
friend are regulars...my favorites."
    "You drink a lot?" Joel asked her and his eyes
darkened with concern.
    She raised an eyebrow then told him
sarcastically, "I've just spent almost a year in hell fighting off
Dr. Feelgood who was trying to force me to give him a blow job to keep my job . Yeah, I drank daily, but not to
excess."
    "Nope, two's her limit," Jerry seconded and
wiped the counter in front of her. "What can I get for you?" he
asked Joel.
    "Draft beer and a cheeseburger...loaded, with
fries," Joel told him with an edge to his tone.
    Terri looked over at him. "What's wrong with
you?"
    "I'm pissed that you let that go on so long,"
he admitted angrily.
    "So it's my fault now?" she snarled ready to
let loose on him.
    "No, ma'am...but you could have gone up the
food chain and reported him sooner."
    "So I could get fired sooner? That's not how
things worked there, Joel. You just don't understand. The doctors
are gods, and the nurses are peons...no respect
whatsoever."
    "I just can't believe that shit still goes on,
and that it's tolerated," he told her and shook his
head.
    Jerry sat her martini and his beer down on the
bar, then walked off to take another order. Someone tapped her on
the shoulder and she looked back and grinned.
    "Hey, sugar...I hear you quit. Good for you.
Bout time someone stood up to those asswipes," Solly said then
leaned down and kissed her cheek. He was her friend, a fellow
nurse, who had worked in the department as long as she had. Solly
was tall, blond and muscle bound, good looking as hell...but as gay
as they came. She glanced around the bar looking for Ted his x-ray
tech boyfriend, but didn't see him.
    "When they asked, I told them about that time
I saw him feel you up in the hallway. He's lucky I didn't put his
lights out," Solly said, his face turning red and his jaw
tightening. He was the only one who had stood up for her. A true
friend.
    "That took guts, I appreciate you standing up
for me," she told him then took a healthy swig of her
drink.
    "Didn't matter. That's not what they wanted to
hear, they had enough sheep in the department to override anything
I said. I'll probably be next in front of the