Regardless of Nurse Tsang’s remark, she had no intention of turning down Dr. De Winter’s invitation to go someplace where they could talk. It didn’t matter that the only discussion they would have was about the Matthews lawsuit. All she cared about was that she would be sharing his space again somewhere across the bridge that hopefully wasn’t frequented by their colleagues.
“I like your car,” she said after she’d buckled her seat belt and waited for him to do the same. It was a silver 1980 Trans Am, all shiny and clean and expensively upholstered.
“Thanks.”
“And it sounds good. So what’s under the hood?”
He glanced over at her and chuckled. “This baby was a limited edition Indy car. Turbo, 210 horsepower, 4.9 cubic inch motor and it rides like a dream.”
“I hear. What’s the torque?”
“Three hundred forty-five pounds.”
“Um, four speed manual, V-8 and an 8-trac player that plays CDs. Very impressive, Dr. De Winter,” she said.
He took his eyes off her to return to the road. “Thank you, and because we’re away from the hospital a first-name basis suits me just fine.” He glanced back over at her. “Is that okay with you?”
She nodded, swallowed deeply and said, “I have no problem with it.”
“Okay, so tell me, Jaclyn, how do you know so much about muscle cars?”
“My dad made a living as an auto mechanic, but not just any auto mechanic. Back home people came from far and wide just to get him to look under their hoods. He was known as the Muscle Car King.”
“Now I’m impressed. Where is back home?”
“Oakland, California.”
“Any siblings?” he asked her.
“A brother who’s four years older.”
“The two of you are close?”
She chuckled. “Yes, but he stopped counting when he married a woman who became the sister I never had and they gave me a niece who everyone thinks is mine. It’s uncanny, but she looks just like me when I was her age.”
“Then she must be cute as a button.”
“Thanks.” Had he just given her a compliment? Was he insinuating he thought she was cute? She shifted positions in the seat while thinking she should probably take a chill pill because all her thoughts were wrong. He’s probably being nice to you because he doesn’t want to say anything to make you burst into tears on him again.
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