You Make It Easy

Good For Him.

Maya~

"Just a small pinch," I say quietly as I insert an IV into an extremely dehydrated teenager. How they're dehydrated in December? Beats me.

I clean up my supplies, "How long do I have to be here?"

"Until this runs out. You're severely dehydrated."

"Did you call my mom?"

"Your school did. She said she was coming. I'll let her in when she gets here. I'm going to get you some water."

"Thanks."

I leave, going to our supply room to grab a cup before filling it with ice and water. I set it on the small table, "Can I ask you something?" he asks.

"Sure. Can I ask you something?"

"You go first."

"How do you end up severely dehydrated? Do you not like water?"

He shrugs, "It's not my favorite."

"Make it your favorite, please."

"Noted."

"What do you want to ask me?"

"You got a boyfriend?"

"I am 13 years older than you."

He shrugs, "So?"

"I'm leaving. Hit the button if you actually need something."

"You're hot," he says as I leave.

Gross. Blah. I sit in my chair, going through some papers. "What's with the face?" Bridget asks me.

"I just got called hot by a 16-year-old."

"Ew- I mean, you are hot. Christian is very lucky."

"Thanks."

"Are you excited to see him tonight?"

"I can't wait to get out of here."

She laughs, "You can sneak out early if you want."

"We'll see how the next few hours will go. I'm packed. All of my stuff is in my car."

"And I'm taking your work stuff to your house."

"Yep."

"What are the plans while out there?"

"We're having dinner together tomorrow night for our birthdays. We're doing a wine tasting on my birthday. I think we're just going to hang out for the rest of the week."

"Is hang out slang for sex?"

"No."

"Right. I don't believe you."

I give her the finger. The call light goes off for my dehydrated teenager. "Yes?"

"Is this my hot nurse?"

Bridget shakes her head, "Ew," she mouths.

"I know," I mouth back.

"No."

"Damn it."

"Language."

"It is you. Can I get a blanket?"

"No, you can't. You don't need to be sweating. You're dehydrated."

"I'm cold."

"I'll bring you socks."

"Make it quick."

Bridget is all but gagging in the background. I take my finger off the button so he can no longer hear me. "Gross."