Stole My Heart ❤️ {A Jackson Avery love story}

Chapter 132:

I'm walking around the hospital with Dylan when I see Jackson in the distance talking to some blonde woman.

Delilah: Dyl.
Dylan: hmm?
Delilah: who's that woman Jackson's talking to?

Dylan looks towards Jackson then looks back at me.

Dylan: that's Dr. Boswell. Did you forget that Jackson called her for your guys' cleft lip kid?
Delilah: that's Dr. Boswell?!
Dylan: yeah.

Dylan and I approach Jackson and I give him a kiss on the cheek.

Jackson: I was just about to page you. Dr. Boswell, I'd like you to meet Dr. Dylan Hudson.
Dylan: it's a pleasure to meet you Dr. Boswell.
Boswell: pleasure's all mine.
Jackson: and this is my very beautiful wife, Dr. Delilah Avery-Shepherd.

I smile at Dr. Boswell and reach my hand out to shake hands.

Delilah: nice to meet you Dr. Boswell.
Boswell: nice to meet you too Dr. Shepherd. I've heard so much about you from Dr. Avery.
Delilah: all good things, I hope.

Boswell and I share a laugh.

Boswell: I promise, nothing but praise from Dr. Avery. He told me you two are having twins soon, congratulations.
Delilah: thank you. We're very excited.
Dylan: I have to get to my patient, but page me if you guys need extra hands.
Delilah: yeah. See you later Dyl.
Dylan: it was a pleasure meeting you Dr. Boswell, and I hope that we'll be able to work together some day.
Boswell: I would love that Dr. Hudson.

Dylan kisses my temple then runs off.

Jackson: shall we see our patient?
Boswell: lead the way.

I grab Jackson's hand and we walk to our kid's room. The second we walk in, I pick the baby up and hold him in my arms.

Delilah: hi handsome little man. Hi! Who's the cutest little thing ever? You are! Yes you are. Yes you so are.
Boswell: I can tell you like kids.
Delilah: kids are my biggest soft spot.

Just as I'm putting Tyler down, Arizona walks in.

Delilah: oh, hey Arizona! We were just getting started.

Boswell turns to face Arizona and Arizona's face goes into shock.

Boswell: Arizona.
Jackson: oh, you guys know each other?
Boswell: yeah.
Arizona: no.

I look at Arizona in confusion.

Arizona: I– we met– we met briefly.
Boswell: we had coffee.
Jackson: Dr. Boswell is the carniofacial specialist we flew in to help with Tyler's case.
Arizona: y-you're Dr. Boswell?
Boswell: mhmm. Yeah, how about this little guy? Brain on the outside. That can't be comfortable, huh?
Arizona: well, uh, welcome. We're glad to have you.
Boswell: oh, are you kidding? I mean, the combination of encephalocele and facial cleft– surgeons go their whole career without seeing one of these, so I'm thrilled to be here.
Arizona: um, what's your approach?
Boswell: um, I'd like to get a couple more scans before I commit to anything.
Arizona: okay, go ahead. We can talk strategy later.
Boswell: I'll look forward to that.

I smile at Dr. Boswell as she walks out of the room.

Jackson: can't believe we got her, huh? She's a rock star.
Delilah: totally!
Arizona: yeah, she seems, um... competent.

-later-

I walk into the ER with Jackson to get some charts.