I'm about to lose my cool. If one more person hits a damn call light and I have to run my ass to their hospital room I will flip out. I'm on the night shift for a reason, I hate having to run my butt off. Unlucky for me, I just graduated nursing school with my bachelors degree, which means I'm fresh bait for the older staff to run off. It's not that I mind doing my job, it's just that I'm working my butt off while other girls sit at the nursing station playing on their phones.

I'm beat. I'm exhausted. I've been working for twelve hours straight. Three days straight and I'm so tired of this. Nursing was supposed to be fun, but I'm already exhausted and I've only been out of school for four months and working for two of those four.

Thank goodness I get off in fifteen minutes.

Making my way from behind the nurses station I follow the alarming sound to room 212 of the emergency room. Mr. Galloway, he's so sweet for an elderly man, but he hits his alarm every time something needs to be done. As simple as his sheet not feeling right sets him off.

I tap on his door before opening it and coming into his room. I immediately smell his intoxicating men's cologne before even seeing him. He loves his aftershave and his men's fragrance, something he has smelt like all night since he refused to take a bed bath.

I start, "Mr. Galloway, this is Rylee Jane you pressed your call light, what can I do for you?" I ask him as I step into his sight and see him. He's bandaged up on his ribs, poor man was attacked on the street and brought in after his watch and wallet was stolen. His head was profusely bleeding and clotting off with the shearing skin hanging off. I feel bad for him, but when I saw his wife come into the emergency room wearing Gucci and Prada I didn't feel as bad for them. His money isn't in his wallet or from his watch, he told me himself he didn't have anything in his wallet. He's rich, the kind of rich who has a private room and demands attention. But he's kind to me so him bothering me isn't the worse thing that could happen.

"Rylee my back." He tells me as I pull down his sheet and ask him to roll onto his side. "It feels wet again." He tells me as I sigh. His bandages are full of blood, and I'll be changing them again for the third time in two hours.

"Mr. Galloway it's not normal for you to be bleeding this much. You didn't get your blood thinner correct? The nurses were informed not to give you a full dose." I tell him as he nods and I grab his chart checking.

"No, I just bleed a lot these days." He tells me as I nod. I grab the packages and set up a sterile field on a tray beside his bed as I start unpacking his wound with my blue gloves on.

"Let me know if anything hurts." I tell him as I pull the bandages away. He looks over his shoulder at me smiling contagiously as I smile back.

"Mr. Galloway, what's that about?" I ask as he looks back. "Rylee you're the only one who has came in here to check on me. Thank you dear." He tells me as I nod. And there's the reason I love nursing right there, the instant gratification I feel when someone says thank you and I know I did everything I could to help them. The girls I work with might be lazy and this hospital might not be my favorite place in the world but my job makes me happy like this. These moments with patients who realize what I do means everything to me.

"You're welcome Mr. Galloway. Now this should be good for the rest of the night. I won't see you tomorrow, I have a few days off before next week. I'm about to leave actually, but do you need anything before I say goodbye for the night?" I ask him finishing up cleaning and redressing his wound before disposing of the products and washing my hands.

"Just a question." He tells me as I roll him back over. His wife should be here in a few hours and he's about ready to go home, he just needs to stop bleeding. That's the only reason I feel comfortable enough with him being alone for the night with the rest of the nursing staff.

"Why don't you have a ring on that little finger sweetheart? You're a beautiful young lady and kind as you can be." He tells me as I smile. Truth be told, I don't think there's much longer before I have a ring on my finger.

I met my boyfriend Jacob Thomas in college years ago. We actually met at orientation one year, I was an incoming freshman when he was a senior there helping recruit other nursing students, and when I saw him I knew I was going to be a nursing major. I knew it was the right choice years later when I developed a passion for helping people though. Jac himself was a nursing major and graduated before going to attend physician assistant school, which he loved. Now he's graduated and works at the hospital ICU, and I'm so proud of him.

Dating in college was hard, especially with our age gap, but luckily we graduated around the same time. I didn't want more education and we both wanted to get away from the chaos of the University of Georgia so we decided to move away and work together.

We both recently moved into a apartment in the city together, it's just a few blocks down from the hospital and we're happy. Now, the rent of Atlanta is something nobody prepared us for after leaving Athens. But luckily I'm not in student debt anymore, I was able to pay it off while going to school and working so we'll be okay. He however, has still got a ten thousand dollar loan, and is working full time to try and pay it off in a year or so. I just know that when it's payed he'll buy me an engagement ring, I know he will.

But I'm ready, if he asked today I'd say yes. I'm tired of waiting and he has to know it. I've been with him forever and I'm ready to marry him.

"My boyfriend is actually a PA in the hospital and medical school was expensive so we've got a little bit to pay off before we take any steps towards a engagement." I tell him as he nods at me.

"I understand that but you need a ring as kind and beautiful as you are Rylee. I was in debt to my eyeballs before I started investing in people worth my money." He tells me as I start back, "What do you mean?" I ask as he shakes his head and smiles.

"Oh it's nothing sweetheart. Just how I made a living for years and took care of my wife and now second wife. But this boyfriend he better keep you with him, you're a good one Rylee Jane. I wish you all the best, I know I won't be here when you get back." He tells me as I nod. He'll be home and with his staff before I get back and that makes me happy for him.

I smile over at his wife as she walks in and agree with him as she takes a seat, "You really do a need a ring dear." She tells me as I sigh and smile.

"Now come hug me." He tells me as I grin. It's amazing how a day ago I didn't know him, and now he's my friend. I hug him and wish him a Goodnight and to feel better before waving and closing his door. I check my watch and see it's time for me to clock out so I check the nurses station before grabbing my items and keys.

I make it to my car in the tall apartment garages before cranking it up and pulling off towards the apartment. It only takes five minutes to get home before I take the elevator to our floor and use my keys to open the door. I sigh and slip my nursing shoes off time I get inside. I lock the door before slipping my scrubs off immediately and throwing them into the laundry room right off the living space.

I know Jacob is asleep since he just finished his rotation and we have all day together tomorrow and a few more days before he goes back to work at the end of the week. I see him sleeping shirtless in our bed before I make it to the bathroom. I'm not even hungry and usually I can't wait to eat after a shift but not today. I've helped cleaned up more puke today than usual.

I scrub my body and wash my hair for a few minutes before stepping out and brushing my teeth and hair. I slip on one of Jacobs tees and a pair of boy short underwear before opening the door softly.

I walk to the curtains and close them farther since the sun will be up soon before I push the covers back and climb into bed. Jacob immediately feels my five foot six and a hundred and forty pound frame before his six foot and a hundred and eighty pound body cuddles me.

He moves me to his chest as he spoons in behind me and kisses the back of my neck. I rub his arms that come around my waist as I smile. I missed him these past few days and this feels so nice.

"How was work?" He whispers into my ear as I nod. "It was good, I'm just sleepy. How was the ICU?" I ask him as he rubs my hand in his.

"Good. Busy. Exhausting." He whispers as I nod. "Sorry I woke you up." I whisper as he sighs and kisses the back of my head.

"Baby you're fine. Go to sleep, I love you." He tells me as I close my eyes. "Love you too Jac." I whisper as I kiss his hand and he rubs my leg in his. Eventually both of our breathing shallows out and we're out.

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The next day Jacob and I both wake up around five in the afternoon. After working the night shift the day before we both got home around five in the morning and were completely exhausted. I don't move from bed when I wake up and I know Jacob is taking a shower but I don't want to move. I continue laying down for a few minutes before switching on the TV. Immediately the news comes up but it just makes me feel depressed when I watch it so I switch the channel. I flip through before finding a random romance movie and cutting it on. I watch it for a few minutes as I wake up fully and sit up on the headboard.

I hear Jacob coming in as I mute the television and look at him standing in nothing but a towel with his beautiful tan chest and golden blonde hair on display. His hair has always looked similar to mine naturally in blonde color but I get mine darkened to look more of a natural brown since I hate blonde on me.

"Hi babe. How'd you sleep?" I whisper to him as I check his chest out. He played baseball in college for two years and you can definitely tell on his body.

"Hey baby, good. I know you did, drooled all over your pillow." He tells me back walking over as I lean up and kiss his lips as I smile. He kisses me back before I rub his chest and pull away.

"I was so exhausted." I admit as he nods. "I know, me too." He tells me as I smile.

"But now we have all day to lay around rest." I tell him winking as he laughs. "Yeah rest" he agrees as he laughs and pinches my side as I rub his chest. We both know what we mean when we tell each other to "rest".

"That sounds good, but I have a proposal" he tells me as I look up at him. A proposal? Is he going to propose?! I haven't even brushed my teeth yet! I look at him as he walks over to his top drawer and my heart beats faster and faster as I smile. This is it, I knew it was going to happen soon.

"Are you ready?" He asks as I nod and he walks back over with the ring box behind him. But my heart breaks in half when he pulls out two tickets to the Braves game tonight. He wasn't proposing, he was asking me a question and now I feel stupid. I knew it wasn't coming and I let myself believe it.

"Will you go with me tonight?" He asks smiling as big as he can as I look at them. How did he get these?

"Jacob these cost money. How can we afford these?" I ask him as he sighs. "I've been paying extra on my loans so that I could take you to see them play. You work too hard and I love you for it, but I thought you'd like to go." He tells me as I nod. I liked baseball when he used to play, but I don't enjoy it all that much. I think he got the wrong idea when I told him I loved a game one time.

"Yeah. I'd love to. It'll be fun." I tell him as he kisses my forehead.

"I knew you'd love it. Game starts at eight, I love you." He tells me as he kisses my lips and I nod. There goes my plan of sleeping the day away, and I thought he was saving his money on us, and our future. He threw away four hundred dollars on these stupid tickets, that money could have went towards his loans, bills, even an engagement ring and he didn't use it for that.

I'm upset with him because of it and I can't say anything to him about it because I don't want to seem too desperate to get married. But we've been together for four years, and I'm ready to marry him. But he's not. He wants to watch baseball and I'm upset.

I walk away to the bathroom as I lock the door. I try containing my tears but I can't when I sit on the side of the tub and look out the window to the city as I cry. My hopes let me down, and I'm so upset with him.

I don't know what to do, but I'm going to explode. Between work and this, I don't know how much more I'm going to take. I love Jacob and I'm ready to marry him, he's just not ready to marry me.