A nurse followed Victoria out of the Washington DC hospital entrance as she pushed Cale’s wheelchair to the rental car in the visitor parking lot. Victoria asked Cale cheerfully, “Are you ready to go home and rest up for a bit?”
“I’m ready to go home but I’ve rested as much as I can take. I loathe hospitals.”
“Well, the Captain gave you all next week off, so that’s ten days to get your affairs in order and do as you please. And I’ve got two interns covering part of our work load in the research department while we’ve been here.” She dropped the left arm of the wheel chair to allow Cale access to the passenger seat of the car.
Cale got up slowly putting one hand on the ridge of the door and the other palming the top of the car for support. He shuffled stiffly into the wedge between the door and the passenger seat as Victoria backed the wheelchair out and gave it over to the nurse standing by. Victoria kindly thanked the nurse as she left and Victoria put her hands on Cale’s hip and waist for guidance.
Cale stood frozen squinting out over the parking lot. The warm sun gleamed brightly out of a cloudless, breezeless sky. The sun felt good on his face.
Victoria cocked her head at him puzzled and asked, “Are you going to get in?”
Cale turned around in her arms and rested his wrists on her shoulders and stared at her for a moment.
“What?”
“I want to thank you, Victoria, for being here with me while they stitched me up.”
“Cale,” her strawberry blonde hair swept teasingly over the backs of Cale’s hands, “I don’t want to be anywhere else.” Victoria tenderly embraced him with her head to one side and held on carefully not to press down on any of the stab wound stitches in his back.
Cale, for the first time, realized how much Victoria loved him and he welcomed the emotions that followed.
After a moment with her head still to one side, Victoria smiled and asked softly into Cale’s souvenir blue scrubs shirt, “Is that what I think it is?” She pulled away with a fleeting look down still smiling then looked into Cale’s eyes which were sparkling back at her. “You should get in the car before you make a public spectacle of yourself.”
Cale’s eyes darted around the parking lot and asked coyly, “Don’t you want to join me?”
Victoria laughed out of embarrassment and blushed shaking her head seductively. Her eye lids fell slowly over her blue-gray eyes and rose even slower before she affectionately demanded, with a smile, “As your boss and a cop, I order you to get in the car or I’ll site you for public indecency.”
“You’re out of your jurisdiction.”
“Not for long I hope,” Victoria coaxed Cale around gently and lightly guided his body into the passenger seat. She closed Cale’s door and walked around the rear of the car to the drivers’ side, still grinning, and got in.
Cale impulsively reached over with his right hand and sensually touched the far side of Victoria’s neck turning her head slightly and wantonly kissed her.
Victoria could feel warmth rush through her body down to her toes and concentrating between her legs. She dared not move or disrupt the subtly growing throb and pulsing sensation she had never felt or expected from a kiss. Her cheeks flared.
Cale was stone.
They parted slowly, staring into each others eyes.
“I’ve got to get you to San Francisco.” She started the car and drove out of the hospital parking lot. Cale left his hand on her thigh and watched her as they drove to the airport.
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