xlaine 'baby' sweetheart ♡

Tending to wounds, scrapes, bumps, stomach aches -- all of it. It wasn’t exactly rocket science to the redhead. She was smart, and good at what she did. So when the patient of hers had tried their absolute hardest that they should go to a hospital, Baby used the other part of her that was convincing and manipulative to show them that they did not need to go to the hospital. Once that was all over and she moved towards cleaning up, her eyes found themselves looking at the other nurse that was laughing through what she had just gone through. “They were an actual hypochondriac, Aves. They though they were going to bleed out from a scrape on their knee,” she crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. Not wanting to think about it any futher, Baby shook her head and was excited to hear that their friend found coverage for the two of them to get into some trouble of their own. “Hell yeah, I do. Let’s get out of here,” she said, peeling the uniform from overtop to reveal more suitable attire for them to partake in their fun. “Lead the way,” she smirked. 

@miaparkerxx​

Baby eyes grew wide as they rested on the boquet of flowers that he had given her. “Thank you,” she said gratefully. Again, she never really went on dates where flowers or other kind gestures were involved. Merely, an exchange of services from one person to another. The woman made sure to put them in a vase and water before she left. “I’m always ready for fun. I am the fun,” she rephrased, nodding her head with no question about it. Locking the doors behind her, she followed Jacob to his car where once again he showed just how much of a gentleman that he was. Another “Thank you,” escaped from her lips as she took a seat on the passenger’s side that he so kindly opened for her. “I’m also the ride too,” she said playfully, grinning as she found her eyes looking at their hands intertwined. “Seriously, yeah -- I like rides. Where are we going? You never said,” she paused, “--Are we going to the carnival?” she guessed. 

“You throw it out there, I will catch it,” she said without a doubt. If there was anything that Baby was better at than being a nurse, it was being confident and cocky. Even when she was more than likely wrong, she would fight anyone to say that she was right. “Just be careful who gets to hear you called that. It’s not exactly flattering,” she said, once again as if it was her place to say anything. There was something about knowing that Moonie was interested in her all those years ago that left her interested in seeing what he was all about. She didn’t even know him, didn’t give him the time of day. If he was at her mercy at one point, only Baby could begin imagining all the ways that he could serve a purpose for her. Baby’s eyes so easily rested on Moonie as she was prepping herself to potentially get something out of him, if it worked in her favor, of course. “And wouldn’t you like to know,” she decided to keep the words she spoke up in the air as mystery. As he was talking about his former self, Baby began turning the IV off and moving to remove the needle from his arm. “Proud, embarrased,” she repeated. “I think I have just the rememdy to make you not embarrassed, if I may,” she went on as she leaned forward and placed her lips to his. She left them there for a few seconds before pulling away, knowing that the door wasn’t locked and anyone could have come in. She figured to test drive before taking the car off the lot. 

“You make a good point,” she nodded, waving her index finger at the other. Beth’s attention meant the most to her than anyone in her life currently; she was her best friend. That’s how I feel about my job too, seriously. Like, thank you for keeping my employed,” she laughed the more she thought about it with a smirk. “Listen, I’m with you on that. I don’t notice it either but, just comes with the work. I kinda have to know these things for diagnosis’,” she shrugged, otherwise she wouldn’t have paid attention to it herself. “Marriage is just a transaction, honestly.” She could sit there and say it, but she would do anything to actually find someone that she would accept her hand in marriage. As the entered the mall, her face lit up, she inhaled deeply, smiling. “Now this is my happy place. Let’s get swiping,” she said excitedly. 

“Mmm -- Don’t you worry,” she waved her finger in the air in response to him making sure she kept her eyes on the road. Baby darted a devlish look on her face in his direction quickly, making sure to keep her eyes forward as much as possible, per his request. “Ugh -- you’re lucky you’re good looking, I swear it,” she mentions. He was lucky she was driving, or maybe the fact that she just wanted her own place to bring him back to, not just her car. Although that certainly wouldn’t have stopped them before. Baby got out of the car and scurried, shamelessly to the front door right in front of him. “You’re always a priority, Mr. Caine,” she said flirtatiously, looking behind. Baby took her key, unlocked the door. While she was opening it, she turned around and started walking backward as to face Sam. A hand gripped at his t-shirt pulling him in a bit harshly while she grinned. “I want you to remind me why I keep you around,” she teased, keeping their bodies close, shutting the door behind them. Baby took a step back, peeling her shirt from her body and leaving her upper half exposed. 

Baby had to pretend that she was interested in anything that the other was saying. And truthfully, she wasn’t interested. It was all drama that happened way back when that apparently she had held a grudge when she didn’t think she did. And now, why couldn’t she let go of it? They were older now, the least she could do was be the bigger person and yet, she couldn’t do it. At least, not yet. It was true, even before the instance. Baby didn’t have a reason to be cruel to the other, she just simply did it. The woman stood there, crossing her own arms against her chest. “Ugh,” she rolled her eyes, “Can you just let that shit go?” she begged, practically. Pretty hypocritical since she couldn’t do it herself. “You made your own life miserable, you can stop blaming me,” she pressed her lips firmly together, shrugging her shoulders in an ‘oh well’ type of way. Baby laughed, “Of course you’d go that way -- I don’t need this,” she began picking the few items up that she needed to pack before leaving the woman there. “I don’t ask nicely for anything -- I’ll leave,” she said while walking. 

@seanfiellds​

💋 babysweetheart  – 📍  springhill carnival  🎡 ↳   just call me ferris cause i’ll give you the ride with a view 

With how well everything went the last time the two went on a date, it was a no brainer that Baby had yes to a second one. The way Jacob made Baby feel was something she was unable to explain. She was able to be herself without an once of fear of judgment from him. One thing as Jacob planned the date, she had no idea where they were going or what they were doing. He did hint, however, that it wasn’t just another dinner. Baby dolled herself up the way that she always does and slipped into something more comfortable but still stylish to maintain her classy appearance. Right on time too, the woman head the knock on the door and came scurrying to it from the other side. Thankfully he would see how excited that she was to open that door, or how quickly she ran to it either. Baby picked up her purse off of th hanger that was closest to her door before she opened the door that would allow her to be face to face with the other. Her smile was soft, excited. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as she met him with the first glance. “Hello Hello, Doctor. Fancy meeting you here, at my place,” she said playfully, smirking. 

Baby would have been lying if she didn’t admit to herself that she found it difficult for her to not to look at Sam as she drove. Although, she was sure that she was practicing safe driving all the while. “Of course I know. Doesn’t hurt to show a little gratitude though,” she mentions, taking a turn down the road that would soon reach them to her house. “Have you forgotten? Baby. Not, babe,” she raised a brow as she awaited for the next thing to fall from his lips. While she posed this challenging thought, she found herself and Sam in her driveway. Shutting off the engine and unbuckling her seatbelt, she inhaled and then exhaled while maintaining a devlish smirk. “Everything can stay in the trunk. I want you inside, now,” she demanded in a flirtatious tone right before she opened her door and walking up the stairs to her front porch. She looked over her shoulder to find Sam behind it, still smirking at him. 

“Not nearly enough but -- who am I going to complain about having the attention, hmm? That’d be absolutely foolish,” she grinned as she shook her head. It took everything in Baby to not immediately laugh at the comment that fell from Beth’s mouth. Instead, she first shrugged and scoffed, “I guess. I don’t know what’s going on. I’m not really allowed to ask too many questions but, a girl can play scenarios in her head, can’t she?” she mentioned. “They must not have been from Springhill though since all the houses around here are far newer than that to be an issue...,” she mentioned. Baby was glad for one thing, that the town was fairly small which made their walk from one destination to the other a lot shorter than you’d think. “Ugh, wow. Why am I not surprised?” she said. “He knows that you are a force to be reckoned with, right? You know, if he doesn’t listen to you, that is...”

“Of course I did. I didn’t grow up under a rock. In fact, the complete opposite,” as if he didn’t already know that, she told him. The other already knew that she came from wealth, always had whatever she wanted and did whatever she wanted -- even those weeknight parties without supervision that she was so famous for. But then his comment, referring to all the ways that she was more of a night angel than anything else. Needless to say, she knew what he meant and with that, she nodded in response. Everyone wanted to be with her and those who weren’t her, wanted to be. If she didn’t like something, she was sure that it got changed; nothing stopped Baby from ever getting what she wanted. Once again, Moonie went and spoke about himself; not something she would have done but because he was her patient, she took the time to listen. “That’s actually -- Sweet. Gross, but sweet,” she admitted. As much as Baby didn’t want children of her own, she could ignore that maternal instinct of most women knowing when a child is well taken care of that makes them smile. “You might need a different nickname though. Uncle Moo? Doesn’t work,” she shook her head as if it was her place to say something. Baby should have found his words to be effective and yet, there was something so twisted about the way that he would hypothetically put himself in harms way just to bring him back to her. “There are other ways for you to disobey me that wouldn’t send you back here,” the redhead smirked, bringing her hand to head head, running her fingers through his hair as she looked down at him. Did she seriously just say that to him? Baby, he’s a patient for crying out loud. At least wait until he’s discharged.... “What would fifteen year old you be telling you now?” she wondered. While a part of her decided to continue the conversation to keep his mind off the IV, the other part of her was curious and wanted to know, ignoring any ethical part of her and adhereing to all the parts of her that were singing with anticipation. 

Baby stood there, crossing her arms against her chest as she watched Sean throw the other woman to the wolves, another words the boyfriend that she had cheated on with Sean. The redhead would have been lying if she hadn’t admitted that she was grinning the entire time. She didn’t have a care in the world herself but, if she did have a boyfriend, she wouldn’t have been going around messing with someone else in front of them -- she had standards, shockingly. “Hey, I was saving your ass, Romeo,” she countered. “--I’m sorry, did you want that giant guy over there to paint your eye black and blue? No, didn’t think you did so, a thank you would most likely be in order...,” she trailed on through a more stern tone before one quick turn with a devlish grin to take away any seriousness that he might have felt. “You aren’t having fun unless you’re with me, obviously,” she stated as if it were a no brainer. “Yeah well, tonight you’re buying,” she said, not taking no for an answer. Baby remained the smirk against her face as she walked to the bar alongside of him. Her mind was still locked on him talking dirty to her practically in the middle of the bar. “Just thinking about all the ways you can hear me yell,” she grazed her tongue along her lower lip. “And of course I want that drink,” she nodded.