Saturday mornings are the worst. Levi leaves his shift at six in the morning after eleven hours in the ER. The first thing he does is head for the closest coffee shop. He’s in line when someone taps him on the shoulder, and, half asleep, it takes a moment for Levi to realise that the sexy fireman from the ER earlier in the week is right behind him.
“Ash, hi.” Levi doesn’t think he could claim to remember all of his patients’ names, but a cute gay firefighter is the kind of person who sticks with a guy.
“I thought I’d seen you in here before, but I wasn’t sure. Thanks again for all the help on Monday.” Ash has a breath-taking smile.
“You’ve seen me here?” Levi asks as the line shuffles forward.
“Well, I may have asked one of the other nurses where I might be able to catch you. That’s no
