A Bride Worth Waiting For

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in its place.
    He glanced at Bethany and she couldn’t help but notice he had the bluest eyes she’d ever seen. His smile revealed even white teeth softening his craggy features and her heart did a little flip in her chest.
    As he looked down at their patient, she was able to study him for a moment. Her gaze focused on his dark hair and tanned features. He was gorgeous there was no denying it and she had to remind herself she wasn’t interested. She had a career to pursue plus she’d probably never see him again.
    Watching him as he checked the man’s vital signs, she wondered what he did for a living. He certainly knew CPR and how to handle a defibrillator, plus he carried a mouthpiece in his duffel bag.
    He wasn’t a doctor. The flight attendant had called him Mr. Beckman. But he had some kind of extensive training. He didn’t learn how to use a defibrillator in a CPR class. He had to be in some form of the medical field.
    “We have him stabilized for the moment.” Cole told the flight attendant. “But you need to tell the pilot to land at the nearest airport. If we don’t get him to the hospital right away, he isn’t going to make it. He needs more help than we can give him here.”
    The flight attendant came back from the cockpit a few minutes later.
    “Here’s a blanket.” She handed it to Cole and he laid it over the patient. “The Pilot radioed to the nearest airport and they gave him permission to land. We’ll be there in about ten minutes. You really should be strapped into your seats.”
    “We can’t leave him if he goes into Cardiac arrest again we’ll need to be close by.” Cole slid his bag under the nearest seat as the flight attendant went to the front of the plane and fastened herself in securely.
    “You’re an RN huh?” he asked as he kept a close eye on their patient.
    “Yes.” Bethany settled back against the frame of one of the seats. “I just graduated in May from the nursing program. What do you do?”
    “I’m a fireman paramedic. You sure got a chance to exercise your skills here today.”
    “I’m just thankful we could help him.” She indicated the older man on the floor just as the plane taxied into the terminal.
    The pilot came over the intercom interrupting their conversation. “Please do not leave the plane. As soon as the paramedics come on board for the patient, we’ll continue on to our destination. Thank you and we apologize for any inconvenience this unexpected stop may have caused you.”
    Bethany noticed that no one complained. Two paramedics brought a stretcher in for their patient. The two men lifted him gently from the floor and placed him onto the narrow bed. Cole explained what he and Bethany had done for the man and the paramedics left as quickly as they had arrived.
    Bethany waited while Cole handed the defibrillator unit back to the flight attendant. And she left. “I wonder if we’ll ever know if he made it.” Bethany watched the paramedics as they carried the man off of the plane.
    “I don’t imagine we will. But we did all we could for him, now we pray and leave him in the good Lord’s hands.”
    “Bethany glanced up at him. He was a Christian, a definite point in his favor. What was she thinking? She was glad he was a Christian, but she didn’t have time to think about an attractive man.
    “It was nice meeting you, Cole.” She smiled and offered him her hand.
    His tan Dockers and dark blue shirt were well pressed. He stood tall, at least six foot three and muscular in build. At her height of five four, he towered over her.
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    “It was my pleasure.” Cole shook her hand and watched her walk back to her seat. The blue jeans and red plaid top she wore fit her slender figure well. Waves of thick auburn hair hung half way down her back and large golden brown eyes dominated her small face. She was lovely and he found himself attracted to her. He wouldn’t mind getting to know her. She hadn’t hesitated to jump in and help him.

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