The Nurse And The Single Dad. Dianne Drake

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dropped off the face of the earth in his newest venture. Sure, he snuck into civilization every now and again to hit up a computer for an Internet chat. He emailed whenever he could. Also, he called when he was near a cell tower. In fact, Damien even went so far as writing an occasional letter—short, to the point, often lacking in detail, but always welcome. Being in a remote jungle in Costa Rica might have hampered communication with his twin, but it didn’t cut them off.

      Daniel thought back to those very bleak days when Elizabeth had been deteriorating rapidly. He’d told his twin how he was feeling, how he was doing, how he was coping, and Damien had dropped everything to rush to his side to help him through it. It was such a relief to have him there—the closeness of twins couldn’t be overexaggerated.

      Sighing, as he thought back on those times, Daniel recalled how grateful he’d been to his brother for the support, and now he often caught himself wishing they could live closer together. Of course, Damien was happy in his life, where he was, doing what he was doing, and that was good. What made Damien happy made Daniel happy, as well.

      * * *

      Zoey was enjoying the antics of the comedian on stage who touted his credentials as a couple of late-night television appearances as well as his very own special on a comedy channel. A couple of his jokes had her laughing so hard she hurt.

      “He’s good,” she said, nudging Daniel. She looked over at him to gauge whether or not he was enjoying the entertainment, but she found it difficult to tell as he had a polite, fixed smile on his face.

      “He is,” Daniel agreed, his facial expression remaining flat.

      “But you’re not laughing.” She wondered what, if anything, ever struck his funny bone, or was he serious all the time?

      “Laughing on the inside,” he said.

      “Which is no laugh at all.” Elizabeth had talked to Zoey about her fears for Daniel, one being the way he drew in on himself. Was he doing that now? Feeling guilty for having fun without her?

      “It’s the best I can do. I’ve never cared that much for comedians.”

      Zoey sighed out loud and tried to refocus her attention to the act.

      “What?” he prodded.

      “Nothing,” she said, biting back her response, as what Daniel did or didn’t do was truly none of her business.

      “I know what follows that kind of sigh. Elizabeth was the master of the provoked sigh, and I’ve had a fair share of them directed at me. So let me have it.”

      “It’s not my place.”

      “It is if I invite you in.”

      “Don’t invite me in. You might be sorry.”

      “Why? Because you’re blunt?”

      She tossed him a tight-lipped smile. “Something like that.”

      “I’m a big boy, Zoey. I can take it.”

      “But we’re not really friends. Just passing acquaintances.”

      “We could remedy that.”

      “How?”

      “Coffee later on. Something one-on-one.”

      That caught her off-guard. She didn’t think he was asking her for a date, especially after what she’d told him about her dating life. Yet, whatever his intentions were, she was hesitant to be part of them. He scared her. Filled her with mixed feelings, as she could almost picture herself together with him. But there was always that one, huge drawback, wasn’t there? First her father, then Brad... The men in her life had never worked out and she often wondered if her history was doomed to repeat itself. “Sounds nice, but I’ve got an early morning ahead of me, and it takes me quite a while to go to sleep. So, unfortunately, I think I’ll have to pass.”

      “Suit yourself. But at least tell me what the sigh was about.”

      “Suit yourself.” She glanced up at the stage in time to see the comedian take his final bow and disappear from the stage. “You’re here in body but nothing else, and I have a hunch you won’t allow yourself to have any real fun. That guy was a riot and you never cracked your fake smile.”

      He paused before he spoke and frowned. “Elizabeth used to say the same thing about me—that I don’t know how to have fun.”

      “You wouldn’t know fun if it came up and bit you on the backside.”

      Before he had time to reply, one of the speakers appeared on stage and waved as the audience greeted him with thunderous applause. He was the CEO of the hospital, and Zoey assumed this was where he would make his pitch for donations. She looked over at Daniel and smiled. “Guess this cuts our conversation short,” she said, leaning over so he could hear her. “But keep in mind that having fun is...fun. You should try it sometime.”

      He nodded in response and relaxed back into his chair, folding his hands on the table in front of him as if he was getting ready to take in every word of the upcoming speech. Zoey didn’t buy that for a minute, though. Daniel had tuned out the room, the speakers, and probably even her, and he was transfixed in his own little world now. His eyes glowed a distant stare and she suddenly felt sorry for him.

      He kept his life so compact that he didn’t know how to open himself up to other possibilities. For another woman he might certainly be a worthy project, but for her, well, she wasn’t getting involved any more than she already was. The last thing she needed in her life was any kind of a relationship that called upon her for a fix. And a relationship of any sort with Daniel would definitely require some fixing.

      Not that she didn’t have issues of her own. Because she did. But she had to solve those first before she brought anybody else into her circle.

      Ten minutes into a speech that touted all the high points in the workings of a busy hospital, Zoey leaned over to Daniel and whispered in his ear, “So you think his speech will last much longer?” She wasn’t exactly bored with it, but this was definitely not the high point of her evening.

      Daniel laughed out loud and drew the scowling attention of the entire table. “I think he’s probably winding down. But, if he’s not, now would be a good time for you to send me to the bar to get you a drink,” he replied. “Go with me and we can both slip out the side door.”

      “What, and miss the dancing afterward? You do dance, don’t you?”

      “Only under the table after a couple of double Scotches. Remember?”

      So he did have a sense of humor! In spite of herself, she laughed aloud. “I’ll take a glass of white wine.”

      “Large?” he asked, arching his eyebrows at her.

      “Bring the whole bottle if you can.”

      “The offer of coffee still stands.”

      “So does my excuse for not going.”

      “Ah, there you go, being blunt again.”

      The older lady straight across from Daniel shushed

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