Declan
“Get your a** home at a decent hour tonight because we're going out."
I rolled my eyes after I looked at the text from Trent. “Not again," I texted.
“Do not even think of backing again," he texted back. “After what you pulled the other night, you owe me."
“I don't owe you a d*mn thing!" My breath came out in a rush as I made my way to the next patient's room. “What time are you leaving?"
“About seven," he replied. “And we're taking the limo tonight, so dress up."
I chuckled, feeling mischievous. “So, no jeans tonight?"
“Hell no! Dress to impress!"
I shook my head. “I'll think about it. GTG! I'm going into a patient's room."
“Don't be late!"
I was going to say something clever but clicked off instead.
Since we went out the other night and ran into Isabel, I wasn't in a hur
