All I could do on the long drive to the hospital was think. I was going to grow old and become one of those women who never had kids and who had never been married. I shook my head as the car dropped into a large pothole and then crashed,"DAMN IT!" I snarled as I got out and looked at the damage. The tire was completly flat. I cursed and slammed my fist angerly against the side and slide down and leaned against the car. "Need a hand?" I looked up a man in board shorts and no shirt stood infront of me,"I have a flat if you can help me with that." He smile dand got out of his small toyota Carolla and looked around my car,"You gotta spare?" I nodded,"Yes, but I have no idea how to put it on." He laughed and grabbed the tire from the back,"I'm John by the way John Calhoun." I smiled and extended my hand,"Callie Rue." He smiled,"Figures that would be your name icy,sexy, and mysterious am I correct?" I laughed yes sir I am all of those." He smiled,"I see we know we are good looking." I looked up into his big baby blues,"No cher I just have heard it so long it must be true. "Trust me it is very true." I tilted my head as he laughed and went under my car and set my new tire on. "Thank you." He nodded then looked me up and down,"Your a nurse." I laughed,"I am a Peds and obgyn doctor." He laughed long and husky,"Well excuse me, So Dr.Rue can I have your number?" I laughed,"Lets wait on that meet me at Bayou route hospital around nine and we'll see." He nodded,"Then its a date until then ms.Rue." With that he got in his car and drove off as I slammed my head against the windsheild I had done it again. Why did god make me so weak to good looking men?