“Mr. Scott, you’ve convinced me and I don’t convince easily. Maybe you are the right one to go. I’ll set it up.”
“Can you reach someone at this hour?”
“Watch me.” He grinned. “I’ll call your cabin when it’s done. And do me a favor, will you ask Carmelita to meet me for drinks?”
“Ask her yourself when you call. She’ll think I’m being a smart ass.”
Conceding the point with a nod, the doctor picked up the phone. Kyle waved and left. A different nurse was on duty than the one he had danced with. She stopped him as he headed toward the door.
“You’re Ms. Geraci’s friend, aren’t you? The dancer?”
Kyle chuckled, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Well, I dance, but I’m not a dancer by profession.”
“You made quite an impression on Becky this morning.”
“Oh, yeah?” He chuckled. “See what being light on your feet can do for a guy?”
“I wish my boyfriend could dance. Do you give lessons?”
“I live in Orlando. Might be a bit of a trek for one of us.”
“Oh, no. I live in Winter Park. I’m just here as a favor to Dr. West. Do you give lessons?”
“I hadn’t thought about it.”
“Maybe you should. Emily said you taught her to dance and it would be so much fun if Matt could take me dancing. He’d rather watch sports.” She wrinkled her nose.
“I’ll think about it.”
“Thanks!” She kissed his cheek. “Here’s my number. Call when you get home and let me know.” She handed him a piece of paper with her number and the caption ‘dance lessons for two’. “So you know I’m not just hitting on you.” She blushed.
“I’ll let you know, but don’t get your hopes up.”
Back at the cabin, he poured himself a JD and Coke, sipping it while he waited. True to his word, Dr. West called a few minutes later.
“It’s set. The priest was incredibly easy to reach. He’ll see you tomorrow afternoon at 2:00. One of our reps will be waiting for you to take you there.”
“That’s about the time the sightseeing tour leaves, isn’t it?”
“Yes, but I don’t see how you can manage both.”
“No, the point is I don’t want Emily to think I’m sneaking around behind her back. I’ll get off the ship with everyone else. My family will understand, at least I hope they will.”
“Take them with you. The rep can give you a private tour when you’re done. And having your family with you will give credence to your request.”
“Thank you, Dr. West.”
“Mr. Scott, I want Emily well as much as you do. If this helps her….”
“Yeah.” Kyle’s eyes suddenly filled with tears. He wanted to get off the phone before he started bawling like a baby. “Did you talk to Carmelita?”
“My next call. Goodnight, Mr. Scott.”
“Call me Kyle.”
“And I am Thad.”
They hung up. Kyle had the momentary qualm wondering if he was doing the right thing. Closing his eyes, Emily’s pain ravaged face floated past and he knew he had to do whatever it took to bring back the flush of health he saw in her picture.
Carmelita tapped on the suite door before opening it a crack.
“As much as I ever get. I’m dressed.”
She poked her head around the door. “I’m going out for a bit. With Thaddeus.”
“Go have fun, Lita.”
“Shall I leave the suite door open so you’ll hear Mindy?”
“Yes. Let Cindy know you’re leaving.”
“She’s asleep already.”
“No she’s not, she’s faking. Probably reading some torrid romance novel with a flashlight.”
“I’ll tell her or leave her a note. I’m not sure when I’ll be back.”
“Enjoy yourself. How often do you get to have drinks with a handsome doctor? Have fun, but make good choices.”
© Dellani Oakes