the door swung open and major grayson "cutter" clark strode through, wearing a flight suit and a cocky grin. "hey, pal. check out the nifty nightie they issued you."

tanner shifted in the cotton hospital gown. damn thing didn't fit right anyway. "about time you decided to drop in. where were you when i needed you, bud?"

"sorry, but i wasn't on call. only just now heard the news over at the clinic. i thought for sure o'connell would have you in traction. too bad. i had the big pi