Saved By The Doctor (BWWM Romance) Read Online Free Page A
Author: Tasha Jones, BWWM Crew
her daughter. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that she was barely going to be able to make it to the other side before the light changed.
It was somewhere in between thinking up the proper punishment and internally kicking herself for letting go of Laila, even for a moment, that the speeding car reared its ugly head. “Laila!” Jackie snapped, doing her best to make it extremely apparent just how annoyed with her she was, as she made her first step.
The collective gasp from every other person on the sidewalk turned Jackie's attention back to the street. The grill of a Toyota Camry rapidly approached Laila.
“Laila!!” Jackie screeched, but her daughter remained unresponsive, her body turned in the direction of the car, but her jaw hanging open as she was frozen with fear.
The car that had been patiently waiting at the light punched its horn, the loud sound crushing poor Laila's ears, but it did nothing to propel her into action.
“Somebody grab her!” an old woman yelled from the other side of the street, just as Jackie launched into a sprint back across the street. She was internally berating herself for letting her daughter go, even for a short moment. Because, apparently, that was all it took to lose her.
Jackie's heart pounded against her chest as she rushed towards her, her sorry legs just not making it there fast enough. She could feel her eyes burning as anticipatory tears streamed down her cheeks. Time seemed to have tripled and halved at the same time as Laila's life flashed before Jackie's eyes.
Finally, her hands touched Laila's flesh. She yanked at her hand, dragging her across to the other side of the street without missing a step. Laila yelped, but was otherwise silent as the car finally screeched to a stop. They had only traveled three steps before Laila fell over, her pained scream ringing through the air.
Jackie's heart stopped as she reached down and scooped Laila into her arms. She ran across the street just as the light turned green and a fleet of cars crossed the intersection.
Chapter Four
Jackie frowned as she got a good look at the nasty wound on Laila's knee. Her perfect, milky-caramel skin had been destroyed by a deep gash that ran from the tip of her knee down to the midpoint of her shin.
***
“Hello?” It was the voice of her manager on the other end of the line.
“Ah, yes!” Jackie replied, trying to sound bubbly, but also worried. She could hear the sounds of dishes clanking and people screaming at each other in the kitchen as they were probably working diligently to get ready for the next shift.
“Jackie, where are you?” he demanded in that voice that made her certain she was in a lot of trouble.
She sighed. She knew she should have just called from the ambulance instead of waiting until her shift was actually supposed to start. “I'm actually at the hospital. Look, I can't come in.”
“Did you get hit by a taxi? Did you have a heart attack? Is the world ending?”
Jackie sighed, turning away from her daughter's nasty wound so that she could focus better on sounding urgent while also remaining respectful. “No, I didn't get hit by a car, but my daughter almost did and now she needs stitches,” she replied, bracing herself for the huge sigh of sorrow that was about to grace her ears.
But a whole three seconds passed without it. “Oh...” he didn't even sound flustered.
“Uh. Yeah. So I have to stay with her here at the hospital and make sure she gets home all right,” she explained, trying to keep her voice even.
He released a deep, exasperated sigh, breathing into the phone.
Jackie rolled her eyes, impatiently tapping her foot as she tried to wait for her manager to let her off the hook. Seeds of anxiety planted themselves in the pit of her stomach. The last thing she wanted was for the doctor to walk in while she was calling.. He would walk in, see her on
It was somewhere in between thinking up the proper punishment and internally kicking herself for letting go of Laila, even for a moment, that the speeding car reared its ugly head. “Laila!” Jackie snapped, doing her best to make it extremely apparent just how annoyed with her she was, as she made her first step.
The collective gasp from every other person on the sidewalk turned Jackie's attention back to the street. The grill of a Toyota Camry rapidly approached Laila.
“Laila!!” Jackie screeched, but her daughter remained unresponsive, her body turned in the direction of the car, but her jaw hanging open as she was frozen with fear.
The car that had been patiently waiting at the light punched its horn, the loud sound crushing poor Laila's ears, but it did nothing to propel her into action.
“Somebody grab her!” an old woman yelled from the other side of the street, just as Jackie launched into a sprint back across the street. She was internally berating herself for letting her daughter go, even for a short moment. Because, apparently, that was all it took to lose her.
Jackie's heart pounded against her chest as she rushed towards her, her sorry legs just not making it there fast enough. She could feel her eyes burning as anticipatory tears streamed down her cheeks. Time seemed to have tripled and halved at the same time as Laila's life flashed before Jackie's eyes.
Finally, her hands touched Laila's flesh. She yanked at her hand, dragging her across to the other side of the street without missing a step. Laila yelped, but was otherwise silent as the car finally screeched to a stop. They had only traveled three steps before Laila fell over, her pained scream ringing through the air.
Jackie's heart stopped as she reached down and scooped Laila into her arms. She ran across the street just as the light turned green and a fleet of cars crossed the intersection.
Chapter Four
Jackie frowned as she got a good look at the nasty wound on Laila's knee. Her perfect, milky-caramel skin had been destroyed by a deep gash that ran from the tip of her knee down to the midpoint of her shin.
***
“Hello?” It was the voice of her manager on the other end of the line.
“Ah, yes!” Jackie replied, trying to sound bubbly, but also worried. She could hear the sounds of dishes clanking and people screaming at each other in the kitchen as they were probably working diligently to get ready for the next shift.
“Jackie, where are you?” he demanded in that voice that made her certain she was in a lot of trouble.
She sighed. She knew she should have just called from the ambulance instead of waiting until her shift was actually supposed to start. “I'm actually at the hospital. Look, I can't come in.”
“Did you get hit by a taxi? Did you have a heart attack? Is the world ending?”
Jackie sighed, turning away from her daughter's nasty wound so that she could focus better on sounding urgent while also remaining respectful. “No, I didn't get hit by a car, but my daughter almost did and now she needs stitches,” she replied, bracing herself for the huge sigh of sorrow that was about to grace her ears.
But a whole three seconds passed without it. “Oh...” he didn't even sound flustered.
“Uh. Yeah. So I have to stay with her here at the hospital and make sure she gets home all right,” she explained, trying to keep her voice even.
He released a deep, exasperated sigh, breathing into the phone.
Jackie rolled her eyes, impatiently tapping her foot as she tried to wait for her manager to let her off the hook. Seeds of anxiety planted themselves in the pit of her stomach. The last thing she wanted was for the doctor to walk in while she was calling.. He would walk in, see her on
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