Kathryn Reed had just
turned thirty and she was a nurse, but reaching her milestone birthday she realized
she was in a bit of a rut.
She was single and had
lived alone for four years since her last boyfriend Dave got his marching
orders and although she enjoyed her job she thought she could be doing more.
She was a good nurse,
quietly efficient, and very popular with staff and patients alike.
Kath was tall and
slim, she was also pretty but with her yellow hair scraped back into a bun and
her half-moon glasses perched on her nose she looked a bit severe and her flat
hospital shoes did nothing for her long slender legs.
But none of that
stopped3 her from being admired.
Because she had no
family nearby and no other plans she was working all over Christmas to allow
the nurses who did have families to spend it at home with them and because she
was doing them a favour they would do the same for her over New Years.
She had done it every
year since she broke up with Dave, but that Christmas she had another reason to
be on duty, because she had fallen for one of the patients on her ward in a big
way.
This was not the done thing
on many levels, firstly because nurses and patient’s fraternising was a no no,
and very unprofessional, and she was very professional, the second reason was
because the patient was a girl.
Kathryn had always
been bi, but had made the decision in her early twenties to be either fish or
fowl, and she had chosen to be heterosexual, but having turned 30 with no one
in her life she had decided to re-evaluate, but that was after Christine
Gallaher arrived on her ward.
She was younger than
Kath by about six years with Titian hair and pale skin and she thought she was
lovely.
Kath was encouraged by
the fact that Christine’s only visitors were her parents, and as far as she
could tell she had had no romantic visitors.
Christine was only in
for some relatively minor surgery and was due to go home on Christmas Eve but
it was decided to keep her in as a precaution as her blood pressure was very
erratic and had caused some concern.
Kathryn was not
concerned because she had discovered the cause of the problem, and it was her.
She made the discovery
while she was attending to daily observations, because she very quickly
realised she was having a distinct effect on her the painfully shy girl, but
Kathryn hoped she might bring her out of herself.
Because Kathryn liked her
she took her time, the patients she didn’t like she wasted no time with.
They chatted as she
went about her business and updated the chart, then she took her temperature,
pulse and finally her blood pressure. Kath attended to the cuff around her arm
and pumped the bulb and when she had a reading she took hold of Christine’s
hand and said
“Just relax”
But the caress of her
hand made her do anything but relax and Kath knew for certain that the attraction
was mutual.
“Well I think we have
the cure for what ails you” she said and smiled as she gave her hand a squeeze
and Christine smiled back and blushed.
Because the hospital
always made a concerted effort to get as many patients home as possible over Christmas
there were only a few patients left on Clementine Ward and only Kath and one
other nurse were on duty to cover it.
So there were times
during the day when the staff and patient comings and goings were almost
non-existent.
Alice Franklyn, the
other nurse took her break at three o’clock on Christmas Day so that Kathryn
would be able to take hers and be back before visiting started at 4.
Christine was in a six
bed bay at the quiet end of the ward and her bed was at the far end and only
one other bed was occupied which was next to hers but Mrs George was in the
bathroom.
There were no screens
up around Christine’s bed but Mrs George pulled her curtain around her bed so
she could get changed in privacy after her shower.
On seeing the screens
in place Kathryn decided to make her move as Christine may well be discharged
the next day before Kathryn’s shift began on Boxing Day.
So she decided to
strike while the iron was hot and walked briskly to her bed and brandished a
sprig of mistletoe and said
“Happy Christmas Miss Gallaher”
Then she stooped and
softly kissed Christine’s smiling lips, then again, and again until it just
became one long sensual kiss, which only ended when Mrs George emerged from the
bathroom
“I’ve been wanting to
do that for ages” Kathryn whispered
“I’m glad” Christine
whispered in reply “I have too”
Kathryn didn’t
volunteer to work on Christmas Day the following year as she had a reason to be
at home and Christine was very happy about that.
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