The M.D. Courts His Nurse by Meagan McKinney Read Free Book Online

later, shaking his head at them.
    â€œBad news, sir. Your right rear tire is completely flat. If you’ve got a jack that’s big enough, we’ll change it for you.”
    Rebecca’s heart sank at this stroke of rotten luck, and Rick cursed. “No, it’ll have to be towed to a hoist. Or at least lifted by a tow-truck winch.”
    He looked at Rebecca as if it were all her fault. “I’ll have to call a tow. Looks like it’ll be a while before you get home.”
    The date from hell, she thought, as she watched him walk away with the valet to inspect the damage.

Four
    O h, great, Rebecca groaned inwardly while her date dug the phone number for his tow service out of his wallet. Mystery Valley had virtually no cab service, just a shuttle bus service for the airport at Helena, so she couldn’t get home that way.
    Hazel…her place wasn’t all that far, or maybe Lois—
    A low rumble of exhaust and a flash of bright-red paint pulled her attention to the street out front. John Saville, looking handsome and slightly windblown in a brown leather bomber jacket, parked his Gran Sport classic right out front and leaped athletically out without opening the door. He carried his leather medical kit and hurried toward the restaurant, ignoring the valets.
    â€œGot it,” Rick muttered beside her, finally finding the number. He had already retrieved the wireless phone from his vehicle. “Shouldn’t be too long,” he told her, avoiding her eyes now. “It doesn’t make sense I’d have a flat, those are brand-new tires.”
    She stood there on the sidewalk, her irritation at herself tinged with sudden curiosity. She wondered what emergency could possibly have called John Saville to the restaurant. The place had seemed calm enough when she and Rick came outside.
    An inexplicable flat tire and the doctor’s sudden arrival—certainly it was odd timing.
    Rick finished his call and pushed down the antenna of his phone. “Forty minutes to an hour,” he informed her.
    She resisted the urge to snap at him in frustration. It wasn’t his fault, after all. “I think I’ll go inside and see if I can call a—”
    â€œRebecca!”
    The voice cut into her thoughts. She turned around. John Saville went toward her, dressed in stone-washed jeans and a white pullover she could see under his open jacket.
    He actually used my first name, she thought.
    Evidently, however, he had not approached her to be friendly. His tight-lipped smile of greeting seemed to cost him great effort.
    â€œDr. Saville,” she greeted him. When he sent a quick glance at Rick she added with perfunctory politeness, “Rick Collins, this is my employer, Dr. John Saville.”
    â€œExcuse me for butting in, both of you, but I wonder if you know anything about an elderly woman who had a dizzy spell inside the restaurant? I got the call a few minutes ago, but no one inside seems to know a thing about it.”
    Rebecca thought once again, How odd. Her suspicions grew stronger. Everyone knew Hazel had matchmaking on her mind. But the town matriarch was tricky. It would be just like Hazel to pull a bait and switch. Accusation aimed squarely at Hazel niggled at her for a few seconds, but it passed as abruptly as it popped into her mind. She had toomuch to deal with right now to give it the consideration it deserved.
    â€œI didn’t notice any trouble,” she replied. “Did you, Rick?”
    He was still in a sullen mood since she had poured cold water on his hot plans for later.
    â€œMaybe whoever it was left already,” he suggested without interest.
    â€œWell…” John Saville’s gaze raked over Rebecca. He had never seen her with her hair unrestrained like this, framing her face.
    â€œWell,” he repeated, starting to turn away, “I guess it was a false alarm.”
    â€œDr. Saville?”
    Her voice brought him back around to