Sudden Response R.L Mathewson

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They had been lucky, but it had been close, very close. When he spoke to Nathan earlier
on the phone he left off the little fact that the patient had managed to switch the safety
off just seconds before Joe's little stunt.
Joe's little groan had him loosening his hold and pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
He had to figure a way to get Joe the hell off the truck before something bad happened.
"Nathan?"
"Yeah?"
"Are you still looking for a secretary?" he asked, glad that it was too dark for his brother
to see the calculating expression on his face.
Nathan sighed heavily. "Yeah, business is really taking off and I could use a hand in the
office to free up some of my time. Why? Do you know someone?" he asked, sounding
eager.
Eric couldn't help but smile. This was going to be too easy. He knew how much Nathan's
internet company meant to him. He'd built it from the ground up when he was barely
sixteen years old. It was his baby, his pride and joy and he knew the man was nervous
about letting anyone near it.
This was perfect. Joe needed a new job and Nathan needed someone he trusted. He
mentally congratulated himself on his fast work. This was going to be easier than he
thought.
"Joe," he simply said.
"Joe, what? Is she awake?" Nathan asked. Eric heard the telltale sound of the sleeping
bag zipper being pulled down and wasn't too surprised to find Nathan standing next to
the bed, peering down at Joe nervously. The man clearly wanted to make sure Joe was
okay and what better way to do that then to give her a safe job?
Too fucking easy.
"She's fine."
"Oh," was Nathan's obviously confused response.
"I meant you should hire Joe."
There was a heavy pause before Nathan snorted his reply. "No way. No fucking way in
hell. Not happening."
"What the hell do you mean 'no way'?" Eric demanded, shifting Joe out his arms so that
he could sit up and properly glare at his brother.
Nathan simply turned his back on him and returned to the safety of his sleeping bag.
"Just what I said. There's no way in hell that I'm hiring Joe. Besides, she has a job
already. A good job I might add."
"Why the hell wouldn't you hire Joe?" Eric demanded, unable to stop himself from feeling
insulted on her behalf. "She's a good worker, never late, and she works her ass off."
"She's also stubborn, pushy, and would laugh her ass off the first time I asked her to do
something," Nathan pointed out.
Eric opened his mouth to argue, but then closed it, realizing that he was right. Nathan
would probably fire Joe's ass within the first hour. Joe was a great EMT and never argued
or copped an attitude with one of their supervisors, but she'd have a hard time taking
orders from a pushover like Nathan.
"Besides," Nathan continued, "it's not like she'll be on light duty forever and I need
someone for the long term."
This is where it was going to get a little tricky. Thankfully Joe was still lightly snoring so
he didn't have to worry about her overhearing the conversation and kicking his ass.
Yet.
"After tonight, I was thinking it might be better if Joe found something else to do."
"You decided?" Eric could almost picture Nathan cocking an eyebrow with that tone.
"Yes, but it's not only about tonight. This field is too dangerous for a woman like Joe," he
ignored Nathan's snort of disbelief, "she needs a decent paying job, something that won't
interfere with her having a life."
"She seems to like her life just fine."
"She deserves better."
After a moment Nathan sighed warily. "I don't think Joe would be happy doing anything
else, but after seeing what that bastard did to her tonight I have to admit that I wouldn't
mind seeing her in a safer position, too."
"Then you'll help me convince her to find something else to do?" Eric asked, trying not to
sound too eager. He needed his brother on board with his plan. Tag teaming Joe might
be his only hope. Of course if he got his mother on board......
"Yeah, I'll help," Nathan said, not sounding too happy about it. "But when she finds out,
and we both know that she will, don't be surprised when I sell your ass down the river."
"Duly noted," Eric said happily as he laid back down and pulled Joe back into his arms. As
long as she was off the ambulance and safe she could kick his ass and he'd take it with a
smile.
*******
Joe continued to glare at the empty spot in her closet where her uniforms should be. She
had absolutely no doubt who took them and why. It was probably the same reason why
her car keys were gone.
After throwing one last glare at her closet she stomped over to her nightstand, ignoring
the bottle of pain medication, and snatched up her cell phone and dialed the number of
the first bastard she was going to kill.
"You take your pills?" was the first thing she heard when the phone connected.
"You. Bastard," she bit out.
"Did you take your pills?" he demanded again in a bored tone.
"I don't know who you think you are, but you get your ass back over here with my
uniforms or so help me I will-"
"I'm sorry, but I can't have this conversation with you until you take your pills," Eric
announced, cutting her off.
"Why you little-"
"Take your pills."
"No," she snapped, even though her head was killing her.
"If you want to talk then you'll take them," he said calmly.
Glaring at absolutely nothing, Joe did her best to reign in her temper. After a minute she
said, "Fine. I took them. Are you happy?"
Eric sighed heavily. "I would be if you actually took them."
"Fine!" she snapped, grabbing the small bottle of pills, knowing she wouldn't get
anywhere until she took them. She quickly popped two into her mouth and swallowed
them with the water someone left by her bed. "Now are you happy?" she asked as soon
as she swallowed them.
"Extremely," Eric said, sounding smug. The bastard.
"Now bring back my car keys and uniforms," she bit out between clenched teeth.
"Sorry, no can do. You're not supposed to drive while you have those pills in your system.
So, I guess you'll just have to stay home and rest like a good little girl."
"Eric,-" she started only to be cut off.
"Besides, I can't really talk right now. I'm kind of busy here with work and all, but before I
forget I was supposed to tell you that mom is really upset with you and hurt that you
wouldn't let us call her last night."
"W-what?" she choked out. "Who the hell told mom?" she demanded, wondering which [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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