Chasing Air
early, please call me when you get up. Code for garage is 2627. I enjoyed myself last night, hated to see it end.
    Ry
     
    She grinned, since she had enjoyed it, too. Her brain was telling her to back off and end it. Her heart was playing a different tune. It was going to be difficult to not see him again socially, but the risk was too complicated to ignore. She opted not to call him right away, because she needed time to think things through.
     
    ***
     
    Mak arrived back at her loft and her peaceful demeanor soon faded. When she opened her door, the ghosts of her past once again wrecked her calm facade. She double checked the locks, the closets, and confirmed the pistol that she kept hidden in the fake pocket of her specially crafted headboard was still there. It was tiresome to be looking over one’s shoulder all the time , she thought.
    Arriving at work, she saw a beautiful bouquet of fresh flowers on her new desk. She just assumed they were a welcome from the hospital for her first day as Chief. Filtering through the stacks of journals, she was glad that she came in early. Hopefully she could get everything organized before her shift started that evening.
    Neck deep in clearing the stack of papers on her desk, Makenzie sighed when her phone beeped with a text. CRAP. She realized that she hadn’t been in touch with Ryler. Certain that he would be checking up on her, she reached into her purse to gather her phone. Her mind had been on the tasks of her new role and she had completely moved past the events of the morning. Scanning through her messages, she noticed it wasn’t Ryler contacting her, it was Jonathan.
     
    Jonathan: Are u at work today?
     
    Then it hit her, she had been so busy that she hadn’t even looked at the card with the flowers. Opening the envelope, she gasped. They were from Jonathan. The card read:
     
    To the sexiest new doc on the block. Congrats on your new position. Looking forward to Thurs.
    Ciao, Jonathan
     
    She responded to his text:
     
    Yes, thank u. The flowers are beautiful. Thank u for thinking of me today. Can’t wait.
     
    Hours passed as she continued to organize her office. The time came for her to relieve the ER doc on duty. She changed into scrubs and comfortable shoes, making her way around to the control desk for shift change. The ER was actually quiet and Dr. Jackson was clearing out his last patient.
    This unfortunately opened the window of opportunity for David and Veronica to find chatty time to get personal. Veronica looked over at David and made a face, then went for it. “So, who sent the flowers, or do I need to ask?” she asked, giving Makenzie a questioning glance.
    “Well, I could tell you, but then I would have to kill you. You see, it’s an ancient Chinese secret,” she sweetly taunted back. “How did you know about the flowers, anyway? They’re in my office. Did you see them?”
    “Doc, look, it’s all over the hospital. You know how these rumor things go. You’re a beautiful, single lady. It’s obvious that Ryler Buchanan has the hots for you. Not to mention that he’s been fishing for information about you. He’s been wearing us out with questions.” Veronica and David shared a look.
    The thought of him asking questions put Makenzie on high alert. She knew this would happen. She was certain that he’d already researched her on the internet and realized that before a year ago, Makenzie Holder never existed. How was she going to explain everything to him? It was just too dangerous.
    Time wasn’t on her side. Just then, the doors opened and Ryler entered, carrying something behind his back with one hand and a box in the other. The look on his face was of mischievousness, with a half-cocked smile. Veronica took the opportunity to make a smart-assed comment under her breath. “Look what the cat just dragged in. Somebody’s in love.”
    Makenzie gave her a look to shut her up while Ryler quickly approached the counter. “I brought the rest of the

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