page8 (1/2)

‘Youryou need, baby’ Her hands slid across her sto in there As if Hard to believe that so so small could create so much havoc

Her sto

On the bedside table her phone rang The screen read Conor This early? Before work? Couldn’t be good ‘Hello?’

‘Just checking you were awake Not sure if you set the alarht’ That Irishness surrounded her, warhtened her stomach further

‘I didn’t, but it see over the edge of the bed

‘You want ?’

That was getting too friendly Her sto to play nice for er ‘I’ll catch the bus as per normal See you later’

But he hadn’t finished ‘Thought we could do breakfast at the Grafton Café, talk a bit about things so the day won’t be too rocky, if you get ist’

No, no, no Rolling her head fro stos to do before I leave for work’ Like throw up, for one ‘I’ll see you there’

‘You can’t avoid ue

‘I’m not It’s just I don’t do so ith breakfast at the moment See you at work’ Got to run ‘Bye’ She threw herself out of bed and down the short hall to the bathroom That had been far too close

Tamara rushed into the depart she looked dishevelled ‘Sorry I’et her breath back after running from the bus stop

‘Where have you been?’ Conor asked ‘I was getting worried’

‘You don’t need to keep track of me all the tiot busy with things and lost track of time’

‘You’re never late’ A furrow for’

Not crying crying ‘Soap in my eyes’ Her life had done an abrupt turn Of course there’d be the occasional tear

Conor’s delectable lips didn’t look so tehtly Neither were his eyes the light, sparkling blue of a kingfisher any ain’

The aet that’ She raced away before someone else could take the case and leave her to deal with Conor’s questions

‘Morning’ Kelli bounced alongside her ‘Did I sleep well last night, or what? The only good thing to come out of that bus accident’

‘I had the best sleep in for ever,’ Tareed Not that she’d felt that flash since baby had had its say first thing

‘Conor’s got a glare going on this ’ Kelli nodded back at the departht that on?’

Tamara blanched, and tripped over her own feet ‘Why ask me?’

‘Just wondering if so on between the two of you’

‘You’ve got an overactive iination, Kelli Watts’

‘You’re overreacting to a sirinned ‘The le’

‘I’ over my last mistake,’ Tamara snapped

Kelli’s hands went up in sub you, but soh to have soet back in the saddle with than a gorgeous Irish doctor who’s not hanging around for ever?’