Chapter Six
RIVER
After the day’s excitement, I need a drink. Or ten.
I’ve saved many lives before; hell, I’ve worked on a child’s chest, pumping and giving him CPR while the mother screamed and cried and called me every curse word in the book. I’ve also had many experiences with life-threatening emergencies, even before I was in nursing school, but the Dylan situation definitely made me nervous.
“Look at the hero walking in,” Natalie teases as soon as I take the seat next to her at the bar.
“Stop,” I groan. “I can’t escape it.”
“Of course not! You’re the town hero!” she mocks, lifting her shot glass up victoriously before tilting her head back and shooting it down her throat.
I give her a look that tells her to tone it down a notch.
No one could’ve anticipated what happened with D
