"Umm… Nurse Freeman, my office, please?" Connie half smiled, biting at the dry skin on her lips as she beckoned the small Nurse over.
Rita nodded, handing over her current case to Charlie who wished her luck.
Although, Rita thought, over the past couple of months her and Connie had been getting on well, not arguing and Rita almost considered her as a friend.
Rita brushed down her dark blue uniform, which distinguished her from the rest of the nursing staff and took a deep breath before entering the room.
"I… Umm… Take a seat." Connie perched on the edge of her desk, gesturing for Rita to take the seat on the visitor's side of her desk.
Connie looked odd, Rita didn't say thus out loud of course.
Rita just couldn't figure out what Connie was thinking. Connie was a hard person to read emotionally at the best of times, especially when she was in one of her in-between moods that would confused even the trained eye.
"We did well today, even Lofty hasn't fallen over yet." Rita joked, breaking the silence.
Connie smiled, her teeth showing as she looked at Rita who blushed at the site of her Clinical Lead grinning.
"I… I just wondered… There is a new wine bar around the corner, would you like to come with me after your shift has finished?" Connie asked, the smile still tugging at her lips.
Rita was taken back, she had been getting on with Connie better, but never had they engaged in anything together, other than work that was.
But that wasn't going to stop the young Nurse from possibly finding some more out about her seemingly mysterious Boss.
Who ordinarily would keep herself to herself.
"Ok, I finish in 2 hours, will you be done by then?" Rita asked.
"Give or take a few minutes, come to my office then we can walk together." Connie looked at Rita, whose eyes were sparkling.
Connie pursed her lips to prevent the nervous smile that was contorting her usually well controlled facial expressions.
"That's all… Rita." Rita got up, her head spinning at the fact Connie had used her first name, closing the door quietly behind her.
Rita spent the rest of her shift with her head in the clouds, not daring to share her 'date' with anyone else in case they mocked her or talked her out of going.
Honestly, Rita hadn't felt this nervous in forever, and the feeling was very distracting.
Her stomach felt like hundreds of recently emerged butterflies were fluttering around, making it hard for her to concentrate on anything, especially not as Connie kept showing up wherever she looked.