Challenging the Nurse's Rules. Janice Lynn
he must have made a pact with God somewhere along the way.” Then she waggled her brows and said a bit too brightly, “Or with the someone who hails from down below. Pun intended.”
Joni couldn’t argue Samantha’s point. Hadn’t she often wondered if Grant was really the devil himself?
Vann eyed Grant warily, making Joni question just what her friend had said about Grant in private. Still, polite as always, he stuck out his hand. “Dr. Vann Winton. I practice in Winston-Salem. Nice to meet you.”
Grant whistled. “I’ve heard of you. I enjoyed that article you wrote about the promising beneficial effects of Tracynta on the treatment of pulmonary hypertension.”
Vann’s expression changed and if they’d had time, the two men would have launched into a conversation about whatever the article had said. Interesting. Vann usually took a while to warm up to strangers, but with one comment Grant had won him over to the dark side. Joni almost sighed. Maybe the man’s appeal wasn’t limited to little old ladies and nurses.
Samantha and Vann took their places on the numbered squares. Using the microphone, Grant briefly explained the rules to this round’s walkers. When Joni called out the winning number, Samantha didn’t win.
Vann did.
His lips curved in a smile. With wry amusement, he handed the cake over to an ecstatic Samantha, then he looked at Joni. “What did I tell you? If she wants cake, I give the woman cake.”
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