As usual, Ida was right.
"You can't keep doing this."
Carla sighed, not looking up from her paperwork at the nurses station in ICU. I growled and refused to look at her. "He's starting to notice you staring at his ass very time he walks by. And people are starting to talk."
"No, their not."
She laughed, "Oh, so you admit it then?"
Perry made a frustrated groan and walked away.
He knew she was right, but he'll be damned if he let her know that.
