Zoey’s expression finally softened.
She nodded and muttered, “As long as you’ve come to your senses.”
“Alright, I’ve been off work for two weeks. I’ve got a mountain of tasks waiting for me—I need to clock in before I fall even further behind.”
Zinnia tugged Zoey along, heading toward the cardiology department.
“When you finally divorce Landon, let your mom pick someone decent for you, okay? Don’t end up with another jerk like him.”
The “mom” Zoey referred to was Jessica, Zinnia’s mother—and also Zoey’s graduate advisor.
“Yeah, yeah, I know. Next time I pick a boyfriend, I’ll actually keep my eyes open.”
After checking in at the department, Zoey and Zinnia each dove into their own workload.
Since Zinnia had taken two weeks of vacation, the moment she returned, several patients in need of surgery were already waiting for her.
Cardiology was always a whirlwind of activity. Getting those two weeks off to go to Norway had required every favor, every schedule swap she could manage with her colleagues. Chances were, she wouldn’t get another long break like that for a very long time.
By late morning, Zinnia had barely had a moment to breathe. She finally managed to take a sip of water, just as her phone lit up on her desk.
She picked it up absentmindedly, but was surprised to see the message was from Landon.
[Just wrapped up a project near your hospital. Want to grab lunch together?]
For once, Landon had actually taken the initiative to ask her out.
In the past, she’d imagined this kind of scenario—maybe even hoped for it—but it had always stayed firmly in the realm of fantasy.

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