Surprise Twins For The Surgeon. Sue MacKay

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СКАЧАТЬ CHAPTER TWO

      ‘HERE, PUT THESE ON.’ Alesha’s dark-blond, good-looking saviour handed her one of the bags swinging from his large hand.

      ‘Thanks,’ she muttered. How embarrassing to be stuck out on the street pulling on a complete stranger’s clothes. Lots better than dropping the towel though. His eyes had popped right out of his head, embarrassing her. Had he thought she’d done it on purpose? If so he must think her a bit loose. He wouldn’t know that according to Luke she was the dead opposite. If only she’d been thinking straight when she went outside the apartment without keys after Karolina had specifically told her to keep them with her at all times. But she wouldn’t have got an eyeful of Mr Handsome. Cherry would probably say he was fling material, but she wasn’t going there. It was too soon.

      Shoving her arms into the lightweight jersey, Alesha pulled it over her head, down to just above her knees. And she’d thought she was tall. The sleeves needed rolling up, but at least she felt warm and cosy. The fabric smelled of man: good-looking, intriguing man. Yes, well, she wasn’t interested. As for the jeans, they were ridiculous. Even with the lengthy belt on its tightest notch they were going to slide down whenever she moved. ‘Just as well I’m not going anywhere,’ she quipped as she bent down to roll up the hems several turns.

      ‘Sorry I didn’t bring some shoes.’

      His smile touched her deeply, dodging the lump that was Luke’s defection. A genuine, not wanting anything from her smile that went some way to warming the chill gnawing at her. When was the last time a man had smiled at her like that? Had anyone ever? Finding a smile of her own, Alesha glanced down at his enormous feet. ‘I doubt you have a pair of size seven high heels stashed in your wardrobe.’

      His laugh was light and added to the warmth his jersey was creating. Soon she’d be roasting. ‘I’ve never been into cross-dressing.’

      ‘Again, thank you for everything. I don’t know what I’d have done if you hadn’t come along.’

      ‘You’d have got a little colder before Karolina came to do her night round.’ Kristof dug into another bag and retrieved two beers. ‘I promised you one of these.’

      Accepting the bottle, Alesha dug deep not to react outwardly to the zip of heat the touch of his fingers on hers created. ‘What do you mean? Night round?’

      His eyes had flared at that touch. Was he feeling hot too? ‘Karolina checks on the apartments every morning and night, and a couple of times in between, often cleaning the pool, pulling the rare weed that dares to pop up in the gardens, making sure everyone staying here is happy. She’s very particular about her apartments and wants her guests to get the most out of their time with her.’

      The admiration in his voice had Alesha wondering if there was more to his relationship with this woman than he was letting on. ‘The place is immaculate, and she was so welcoming that I feel terrible causing trouble. She told me to put her number in my phone, but it never crossed my mind I’d need to have it with me while I was only a few metres from my room taking a dip.’ Or falling asleep. What was done was done, and there was no point bemoaning the fact she’d stuffed up.

      ‘Karolina’ll be fine. Bet it’s not the first time it’s happened.’ Kristof broke a short bread stick in half and handed a piece over, then placed a small wedge of cheese on top of his bag along with a knife. ‘Here’s some nourishment. I hope you like it.’

      ‘I’d like over-boiled cabbage at the moment.’ Her gnawing stomach was doing somersaults. ‘When you said you help your mother out were you referring to your medical skills?’

      ‘I’m a general surgeon and she runs a shelter and home for children who haven’t got anywhere to go, or anyone to look after them. There’s a small hospital annexe attached for treating those children and others who don’t make it to the main hospital. I come over for a few weeks throughout the year. I’m needed less for my surgical skills and more for general medicine, though we do some simple surgeries.’

      ‘So it’s back to basics for you when you’re here.’ Interesting. His mother must be important to him. Or was it those children that drew him?

      ‘It reminds me of how I can help people in dire circumstances.’ He didn’t sound too happy about that. ‘I also cajole colleagues in London to donate some time to help out whenever possible.’ His lips pursed around the rim of his bottle. Unfortunately when he tipped his head back his Adam’s apple became very prominent, and sent her stomach into squeeze-release mode, adding heat to her system, which had to be good considering how cold she’d got standing out here.

      Looking away, Alesha gulped at her bottle, focusing on what his problem was, not on him. Didn’t he like working alongside his mother? But if he got involved with organising other medical people to come across to take a turn helping then he must care about what went on in the shelter. ‘You didn’t mention the mental trauma some of those children must suffer. Who takes care of that?’

      ‘My mother is a psychologist who first trained as a nurse. She also employs counsellors and other medical staff. Her hours are endless because she’s driven to helping every kid that turns up on her doorstep.’ Kristof’s pride was tangible, but there was a chill behind it. As if he didn’t approve, which wasn’t making sense. ‘Sometimes I wish she’d take a break, look out for herself, but it’s never going to happen so I’ve learned to keep quiet.’

      ‘You assist her at the home. She must be pleased about that, working with her son.’

      The pride slipped. ‘Yes, she is.’ This time the words were clipped and there was a definite ‘don’t go there’ warning hanging between them.

      Who was she to upset the man who’d had his plans for the evening disrupted because she’d been careless? ‘London’s amazing. I’ve been living and working there for nearly two years and I still haven’t had enough.’ Though she was starting to think the men in London mightn’t be good for her if the way they dumped her was an indication. Another gulp of beer went down her throat. She’d survive. She always did. She was about looking after herself, had never been needy, and wasn’t about to start. She took another gulp. At least the beer was refreshing.

      ‘Where are you from? I’m picking Australia or New Zealand.’

      ‘Kiwi through and through.’ And before he thought to ask questions Alesha had no intention of answering, she went with, ‘I came over on my OE after I finished training as a nurse. Living in England and visiting lots of places in Europe is what many of us like to do before settling down.’ Of course, settling down meant finding someone who’d love her regardless.

      ‘Why are you here on your own, staying at an apartment? Most single people come with a crowd of friends to stay at a cheap hotel, do the sightseeing, hit the bars and nightclubs like there’s no tomorrow.’

      ‘Now there’s a thought.’ The bottle was empty. Where was Karolina when an open bottle of champagne was cooling in the fridge? Food. She needed to eat, despite having already devoured her share of what Kristof had brought. The bread was soft and delicious, and the cheese to die for. The dairy companies back home didn’t make cheese like this.

      ‘You really are alone?’ Disbelief echoed between them.

      ‘What of it?’ she growled. ‘Not everyone has to be with someone.’

      ‘Hey.’ Kristof put СКАЧАТЬ