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Sigh…

I co my hero, Dr Guy Steele, so much is that he has spoiled any future relationships—because I will forever be thinking, Steele wouldn’t have said that… or Steele wouldn’t have done that… Yes, he’s really that delicious—just so assured and sexy, yet nice

I’m actually jealous of my own heroine!

Happy reading!

CHAPTER ONE

Before

‘YOU PAGED ME to see a patient’

‘No, I didn’t’ Candy, holding an armful of sheets, sape He was stunning—tall, slender, wearing a suit and a tie His dark brown hair was cut short and his voice was so deep and co that it stopped Candy in her tracks She met his chocolate-brown eyes fully and it took a moment to respond normally ‘Who are you here to see?’

‘A Mr Thomas Heath’

Candy walked over to the board Eency at the London Royal Hospital was quiet this afternoon but as she was in Resuscitation Candy didn’t knohich patients were in the cubicles After a quick scan of the board, she located Mr Heath ‘He’s in cubicle seven Trevor’s the nurse looking after hied you’

‘Thanks for that By the way I’m Steele’

‘Steele?’

He watched as her very blue eyes e ‘Well, Dr Guy Steele, if you’d prefer to be formal,’ he said

‘Steele will do’ She ht, for she si at him He must be thirty or mid-thirties, which was a lot more than her twenty-four years, and he was also way older than anyone she had ever fancied, yet he had this i in her chest

‘And you are?’ he asked

‘Candy Candy Anastasi’ She watched a smile twitch on his lips as she said her nay and blonde to carry off a name like that!’ Instead, she was short and a bit round with long black ringlets and piercing blue eyes ‘There’s a story there’