“Yeah, but it felt like it was slipping from my fingertips this week,” he confessed.
“But it’s not,” I reassured him. “All it took was a little nap, and your vision got better.”
“So you’re saying I should sleep for the next forty-eight hours, and I’ll be good as new?”
I laughed and shook my head. “I can’t say for sure that would happen, but I will say that sleep is the best thing when you’re healing. Though being in bed for days with not much movement is going to make you feel like you’re ninety years old for a few days once you get home.”
“More amazing things to look forward to,” he drawled.
“Nah, this will all be behind you before you know it.”
“I hope not everything will be behind me.”
I tipped my head to the side. “What?”
“You. I hope you don’t go away when I get better.”
My cheeks heated, and I shifted in my chair. “Well, I don’t know what you’ll need me for once you’re out of here.”
“I can think of a few things I need you for that have nothing to do with you being a doctor.”
Oh my lord. “Uh, okay.” Yeah, there was lame Birdie.
A sexy smirk spread across his lips. “Why don’t you tell me a little more about you? What’s something you love?”
Something I loved? “I love the show Alf. My dad and I used to watch it all of the time, and whenever my parents visit, we watch at least one episode together.”
“Alf?” Easy laughed. “Furry alien dude?”
I nodded and was surprised Easy knew what I was talking about. “That would be him.”
“That is definitely an interesting fact about you.”
“Back to you. Tell me something you love.”
He sighed heavily and hesitated.
“Just one thing,” I urged.
“Sunsets. Specifically when I’m on my bike, and I feel like I’m chasing them until they disappear. That will be on the top of my list of things I will miss if I can’t get back on my bike. Chasing the sunset has a level of freedom that you can’t really find anywhere else.”
“I’ve never been on a motorcycle, so I can’t say I know what you’re talking about,” I confessed.
“Damn,” Easy groaned. “You just gave me another reason why I need to get my ass back to normal. You haven’t lived until you’ve straddled a Harley that is hurtling down a dirt road with the setting sun in front of you. Fucking heaven, Doc.”
A knock sounded on the door, and a nurse walked in. “I was wondering when you were going to finally eat.”
I sat up and scooted my chair back until I hit the wall.
“I was waiting for good company,” Easy smirked.
Jesus.
“Uh, you need to tell her,” I whispered to Easy.
“Oh,” he called. “I can see shapes and light. I took a nap, and suddenly I could see more,” he explained.
And that was the end of our little date.
