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There was no reply, just a lengthening of the strides taking her away
As he was unused to being ignored, his interest was piqued Had it been entirely her bad day at work putting that exhaustion in her face, her eyes? Or was thereproblems? Harry huffed a bitter breath Why did he even want to know? He didn’t do getting to knooot under his skin like a serious itch Not a good look Best he didn’t scratch That was going to take some serious effort, for sure
‘I’ll start ordering taxis, shall I?’ Sarah nudged his arm with her shoulder ‘For most of this lot anyway’
Sarah had been trying to get his attention, as in up close and personal, from the day he’d started at the rescue service, and he’d been putting out the thanks-but-no-thanks signal to no avail It would do wonders for his tired soul to lose hiht Which was blatantly on offer, if he was reading Sarah correctly, and he had no reason to think otherwise But he had a hard and fast rule—no sex with colleagues
Sienna isn’t a colleague
His gaze tripped sideways to the other drive leading up to the adjacent apart onto an identical front step Short-te an outlet for their grief, a different kind of wootten about If that was possible It had better be He turned to his co-worker ‘Make sure everyone gets a ride hoot through Boy, wouldn’t he like to scratch that itch with Sienna
His tehbour had ruffled his feathers He couldn’t remember the last time a female had done that Probably when he was fifteen and keen for just about any girl willing to join hi apart on—in the bedroom Bedroom, bed, sheets, or not Go, damn it Just focus on that temporary bit and he’d be fine, wouldn’t succu him
I won’t I really won’t
Would he? Could he call her a colleague because they were both doctors? It’d be a stretch but so
CHAPTER TWO
‘WE’VE LANDED ON the roof of the hospital, Felicity,’ Harry told his young patient ‘You’ll soon be inside where the doctors can take good care of you’ He checked the belts holding her on the stretcher
She pushed the face mask aside ‘I don’t want to be here I wanted to stay on the island’ Petulance didn’t suit her
Gently putting the mask back in place, he said in his best friendly doctor voice, ‘You need checking out by the specialists’ He could understand that petulance but she’d nearly drowned With lungs in the condition of hers because of the cystic fibrosis, that was bad ‘You coughed up a lot of water’
The riped the fifteen-year-old ‘This was the end-of-year trip that all year tens in science have been slogging their guts out for Me included And on the first day you bring me back to Auckland Thanks a bundle’
His heart softened for this angry girl People with her condition didn’t get a fair bat at life But as a doctor there was no way he could’ve left her on Great Barrier Island They s, but all of it? Secondary drowning was always a risk, especially with her condition Close attention was required for the next twenty-four hours
‘Ready?’ asked Connor, his off-sider, standing on the ground waiting to take one end of the stretcher
‘Sure a you home’
She blinked and tears spurted out of the corners of her eyes ‘It’s not your fault I shouldn’t blame you If Tony Wilcox hadn’t leapt on one under water I know not to At least not for as long as I was down there I got stuck on a rocky ledge for a bit’
Again he replaced the ive hiet back to school’ With practised ease he and Connor quickly had the stretcher out and rolling towards the sliding door decorated with red and gold tinsel that gave access to the hospital e for them Presumably a doctor and nurses Wait The serious demeanour on one face was familiar The slam as his stomach hit his toes was not ‘Sienna? You work at Auckland Central?’ Duh, obviously It iven that she lived not too far away
An abrupt nod in his direction as though he was i—it was boiling Down, boy Not the ti friendly What was it with her that already his body was reacting so blatantly? She really had worked a number on him Bet she had no idea either Damn it
‘Hi, Fliss This is a bu on their patient aled hiirl over to the hospital bed and change oxygen supplies
‘It’s not fair, is what it is,’ grizzled the once again ht for a few days, Doc Sienna’