What happened in Vegas: Didn't Stay In Vegas! (12 page)

He threw the
phone out of my reach. His eyes were full of emotion and his
fingers began working to wipe the tears from my eyes,
“
I don
’
t want him saving you
anymore, don
’
t you understand? No
more code blues. I want to be the one you run to. No more Nick and
no more Maggie. It
’
s just you and
me.
”

“You
weren
’
t with me two minutes and you
’
ve already hurt
me,
”
I whimpered.

His eyes filled
with his own tears,
“
I
’
m sorry,
but you hurt me too. I stupidly pushed you towards Nick because I
wasn
’
t sure what to do. Was it just sex or did he make love
to you?
”

Numb, my eyes
gave him the answer he wasn
’
t looking for, the
one I couldn
’
t bear to
confess.

“Answer!
”
he seethed.

“He made love
to me.
”

“Stay with him
then, we
’
re finished!
”
He stormed out of
the loft slamming the door behind him.

~22~

Everything in me told me not to text Nick, but if I
didn
’
t text him then I knew for sure I would have called
Bradley and I didn
’
t want to do that! I
could only imagine Nick having a field day with this one. He would
be in all of his glory teasing me about this relationship when I
used to do the same thing to him for not having long relationships
with his girlfriends. I texted Nick:

Chanel: CODE BLUE

Nick: Again? Do you want me to call you or
go to your loft?

Chanel: Paddocks

Nick: When?

Chanel: ASAP

Nick: Give me 30

Chanel: Okay

I had a few
minutes to spare so I changed into Nick
’
s black
tracksuit for comfort and cleaned the makeup off my face. I threw
on a light coat and walked briskly to the bar leaving Snowball
behind. Deep in thought, I hadn
’
t noticed Nick
parking Jezebel until he was getting out of her. One glance at me
and he commented,
“
Don
’
t you look
rough!
”
He cloaked his arm around my shoulders and led me
into the bar like we were a couple,
“
Let
’
s get you a
drink.
”

He pulled my
chair out for me and guessed,
“
Cosmo?
”

“No,
Martini.
”
He went to the bar and ordered our drinks before
coming back to the table with his clairvoyant observation,
“
That
’
s your breakup drink
Coco. He looked into my eyes which transported him to the pits of
my soul. Then he smiled at me,
“
Fuck off! You
didn
’
t!
”
He went into a full blown Gail of
laughter that bordered on hysterics,
“
I
’
m sorry
Coco, and you already broke up with the THROB?
”
He
didn
’
t stop, he couldn
’
t stop, he was
laughing too hard.

I felt
pathetic, but couldn
’
t blame him, so I
elaborated a little more,
“
No, I
didn
’
t, HE did.
”

He regained
control of his laughter when he heard me say that Bradley was the
one. His carefree expression suddenly went dark, replaced with
anger,
“
So he fucked you, you two fucked right and then
he left you at the wayside?
”

“Not
exactly.
”

“You better
explain quickly before I leave here to go beat the shit out of
him.
”

I looked up at
the bar,
“
She
’
s coming with our
drinks, just a second.
”
The waitress placed his Cosmo down on
a doily and then did the same for my Martini before she left us
alone. I took a long sip before starting into my story,
“
I invited him to sleep over at my house tonight. We started
talking and I asked why he wasn
’
t at work this
morning. He kept evading the question until finally he admitted to
being in court finalizing his divorce with,
‘
Maggie.'
”

Nick looked
confused,
“
That
’
s good
isn
’
t it?
”

I took another
long sip of my martini,
“
No,
it
’
s not. He never told me that he was married to Maggie
from the Cath lab. The one you said I can
’
t hold a candle
to. You
’
re such a prick by the way!
She
’
s not THAT beautiful!
”
I glared at
Nick,
“
How come you never told me she was his
ex-wife?
”

Nick
shrugged,
“
I thought you knew. Everybody
knows.
”

“Well, I guess
I was the only one who didn
’
t. I told him that
when he introduced us, he should have introduced her to me as his
ex-wife.
”

“I
’
m not going on his side, but that
doesn
’
t seem like a big deal, and it still
doesn
’
t explain to me why HE broke up with
you.
”

“I said I
wasn
’
t sure if I could handle seeing her all the time
knowing that she was his ex-wife. He said that I
wasn
’
t being fair to him because I was expecting him to be
okay with our friendship and the fact that we slept together
recently.
”

“You told him
we slept together?
”

I
smiled,
“
No, I told him you made love to
me.
”

“What did you
say?
”

“He told me he
wanted to smash you face,
”
I answered
meekly.

“Fuck Chanel, I
don
’
t want to fight him! What else did you
say?
”

“I told him that I was
never in love with you the way he was with Maggie.

“Ouch!
”
Nick yelped.
“
You
’
re getting rough with
my ego. You
’
re in love with me,
you just don
’
t know
it,
”
he winked.
“
You
don
’
t know when to stop. What did he say
then?
”

“Then he told
me to go back to you and slammed the door leaving me alone in the
loft, after I even let him drive Snowball!
”

“Fuck off! You
didn
’
t! I haven
’
t even driven her!
What does THROB have that I don
’
t have?
You
’
re with him two-seconds and you let him drive
her.
”

“It
’
s not all about you
Nick.
”

We had finished
our drinks and stepped outside when Nick said,
“
I
’
ll take you home. I have to get my scrubs from
your place.
”

I
gulped,
“
About them.
”

He opened his
car door for me,
“
Yes?
”

“I
don
’
t have them anymore.
”

He started the
car and as Jezebel roared to life, he scowled at me,
“
What did you do to them Coco? They were my favorite
ones.
”

I
paused,
“
Bradley said,
‘
I
don
’
t like it when you wear his
clothes,
’
and then he tore the top off my body before he
took me savagely in the Cath lab!
”

“Too much
information, I never do that shit to your stuff
Coco!
”

“That
’
s because you
don
’
t wear my stuff, Nick
”

“A good thing
for you that I don
’
t. I would outshine
you in your own clothes!
”

“Ha,
ha.
”

We got to the
loft and he cloaked his arm around me again, and then said,
“
By the way, I had a code grey to discuss with you, so I was
just about to text you when you texted me first.
”

“Oh, well come
on in then. We can have another drink and talk.
”

He followed me
up to the loft and he let us in with his key. I grabbed two drinks
from the fridge and opened them, handing one to him. I noticed
Bradley
’
s drink along with my own still on the cocktail
table. I should have cleaned up before I left; it was disappointing
being here with Nick rather than Bradley. I dread being alone after
Nick leaves. It felt weird asking him to stay while he was seeing
Aria who lived next door.

He sat on my
sectional with his arm on the pillow, waiting for me to sit close
to him. I snuggled into him as he started talking,
“
Have you and Aria ever discussed sex?
”

I paused for a
second,
“
I can
’
t say that we have.
Is there a problem? Don
’
t tell me you
can
’
t get it up? Did she make a comment about your size?
I
’
ve just learned to live with it.
”

“Ha, ha, very
droll.
”

“I get the
impression she wants me to go all CODE WHITE on
her.
”

“What do you
mean Code White Nick?
”

“You
know,
”
he said turning all red.
“
Whips, spankings,
butt plugs.
”

“Oh, I could
see Aria liking that. She strikes me as the type. I
won
’
t push Bradley away if he tries.
”

“Can I try it
on you first Coco?
”

I could tell he
was serious,
“
Sorry Nick, I would
probably laugh. Girls like that stuff, kinky ones anyway. You have
to be serious if you decide to dominate. Tell her what to do, order
her around, but don
’
t hurt her. I like
Aria.
”
We turned on the television and stayed cozy with each
other for a few more minutes. He wanted to leave, but I whimpered
and clung to him. He didn
’
t try again, he knew
I needed him and he stayed with me.

~23~

Nick left early the next morning because he still had to go
home to get dressed for work. As tempting as it would have been for
me to call in, I forced myself to remain professional and dragged
my ass in. I decided to forgo with makeup and my business casual
attire in exchange for an old pair of scrubs and my white
coat.

When I got to
the nurses station, Bradley was already there, he saw me come in, I
was sure of it. My heart pounded in my chest seeing him. We
didn
’
t acknowledge each other. He looked so hot; it was
murderous seeing him. If he took off his white jacket and changed
his tie, he could have gone straight to a ballroom after work. This
was way harder than I ever expected it to be, upsetting to say the
very least.

I took the computer next to him. His cologne
entered my personal space enticing me into wanting to touch him and
kiss him. Sitting next to him was making me long for him. I was
failing at my personal attempts to hold onto the anger I felt
during our fight yesterday. He handed me my list of patients but
said nothing. I took the list from him without making eye
contact.