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looking down at the table sufficiently chastised. I’d long ago learned not
to feel embarrassed by Liz’s outbursts or her somewhat uncouth behavior. I knew
she had the best of intentions, even when people misunderstood her actions.
    After she'd finished filling
us in on the expectation of our internship, she sent us off to the departments
we'd been assigned to. Liz and I were quickly assigned mentors and were
absorbed into the flow of the ER department. The morning passed much quicker
than I'd expected and after lunch, we'd headed back down to find our mentors
had clocked out and gone home. Liz and I still had a couple of hours left until
we could punch out, so we busied ourselves helping stock and clean.
    Around four, we heard some
shouting out in the main area of the ER. Liz grabbed my hand and yanked me away
from the shelf of gauze pads I was organizing and restocking and pulled me to
the nurse's station. A group of firemen were standing around a gurney yelling
at the nurse to do something, and do something fast.
    "He's in pain, can't you
see that?" a tall guy in a Chicago FD baseball cap pleaded with the head
nurse. "Can't you do something?"
    "I'm waiting on the
doctor," the nurse said as she typed something into the computer and then
ordered the man moved to Exam 2. "She'll be right down and deal with
this."
    "What's going on?"
I whispered to the nurse standing next to me.
    "Firefighter cooking
accident," she said rolling her eyes. "We get these every so often.
Good guys, but a lot of them are idiots when it comes to kitchen safety.
Sometimes I feel like we ought to go into every fire station in the city and
give lessons on cooking techniques as a public safety."
    "What'd he do?" Liz
asked.
    "Took his shirt off
while frying meatballs," the nurse said with another eye roll. "He's
probably got some second degree grease burns."
    I winced as she told us what
happened, and when I turned back around, I found myself standing in front of a
tall man with broad shoulders, unruly rust-colored curls and piercing green
eyes.
    "You must be new around
here," he said smiling down at me. "I haven't seen you here
before."
    "It's...um...my first
day," I said trying to look away but completely unable to stop myself from
staring. "I'm a nursing student...new...it's my first day."
    "So you said," he
grinned. "What's your name, newbie?"
    "Me?" I asked
pointing to my chest.
    "Well, yes, you,"
he said as he sunk his teeth into his lower lip.
    "Alexandra," I said
thrusting my hand forward as I tried to remember my manners. "Pierce. Alex
Pierce."
    "Well, Alexandra Alex
Pierce," he said taking my hand and shaking it warmly. "I'm Cameron
Conner, but most people call me Cam."
    "Hi, Cam," I said
as I stared up at him, trying hard to control my breathing. If there was such a
thing as a beautiful man, Cam Connor was it, and I had no idea how to act
around him. Suddenly I remembered why I was there in the first place and
sputtered, "Do you need some help? I mean, are you hurt, too?"
    "I'm not as bad as Danny
over there, but I do think I got some grease on me," he said as he held on
to my hand still shaking it. "Do you think you could give me a gauze pad
or two to cover it up?"
    "Gauze! Yes! I can do
that!" I cried remembering that I'd been stocking the supplies just before
he'd come in. "I'll get some!"
    "I'll just come with
you, if you don't mind," he said following me back to the back storage
area in the trauma room.
    Once inside the room, I
became even more unsettled as he pulled his shirt up and revealed his bare
torso. He had a lightly hairy chest and abdominal muscles that I would have
killed for. The fire department logo was tattooed all the way around his upper
bicep.
    "Nice tattoo," I
said as I wiped off the small area that had been hit by grease with an alcohol
wipe. He winced, but said nothing. "Did that hurt?"
    "A little," he said
watching me closely. "So, Alex Pierce, what made you decide to work
here?"
    "It's part of my nursing
program