Men In Uniform: Mad About The Doctor: Her Little Secret / First Time Lucky? / How To Mend A Broken Heart. Carol Marinelli

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СКАЧАТЬ sorted out her bag and checked for lipstick and things as Nick went out to the little garden, and she could hear the restrained delight in his voice, hear him laugh, hear him talk. ‘It’s a huge surprise!’ she heard him say. ‘Thanks so much for considering me.’ She glanced over at her mum and forced a smile, then poured herself a glass of water as Nick spoke for a little while longer and then came in.

      ‘Work,’ Nick said, and Alison gave a tiny frown.

      ‘In England.’

      ‘Oh.’

      Rose suddenly remembered she had the iron on in the laundry and Nick must have remembered that he oughtn’t to smile quite so widely, because he contained his delight just a touch. ‘They’ve asked me to cut short my trip. Not this bit,’ he added hastily, ‘just get back from Asia a month early.’ As she listened she found out that one of his seniors was leaving and there was a fast track to consultant, and she did absolutely everything right. Alison smiled and kissed him and offered congratulations, but it was the strangest feeling, because she was wishing him well for a time that didn’t involve her.

      ‘I haven’t said yes,’ Nick pointed out.

      ‘It’s still something to celebrate—so it’s my turn to get the champagne!’ Alison said, and she kissed him. She really tried, she did everything right, but Nick couldn’t help but compare it to the more genuinely happy response she’d had to David’s news, and it didn’t irk him.

      He got it.

      Somehow they didn’t dash back to his place for some alone time. Instead, by unvoiced mutual consent, they headed straight to Darling Harbour, walked around for half an hour and then shared a meal that should have been sumptuous, but there was just this sadness in the air and it was Nick who broached it.

      ‘It’s not looking hopeful for Asia.’

      Alison forced a tight smile. ‘You’ve got offers all round. What’s happening with Cort?’

      ‘Cort?’ Nick frowned.

      ‘Amy said there might be a spot…’

      ‘That’s still up in the air.

      ‘It’s going to be harder than I thought.’ He took her hand, but it stayed in a ball beneath his. ‘Saying goodbye.’

      ‘It’s going to be exactly as hard as I thought,’ Alison said, and her eyes flashed with tears for the very first time.

      ‘It doesn’t have to end just because—’

      ‘Oh, please…’ She was almost accusing. ‘I’ll accept your friendship on Facebook.’ Then she shook her head, because she wouldn’t.

      Because she could not stand the thought of following him, reading about him, and not having him. That at some point she’d have to block him, because he was taking with him her heart.

      ‘We can still keep things going…’ But he didn’t push it, he paid the bill and though there was conversation, both were hurting.

      ‘Alison,’ Nick said as he pulled up at her house, neither having even suggested they go to his place for a while. ‘I never intended…I mean…’

      ‘Why couldn’t you have been boring?’ Alison turned to him. ‘Why couldn’t I have found you in high heels and my underwear?’ And she started to laugh, but it was squeezed out with tears and Nick pulled her into him and held her for a moment.

      ‘I’ll pick you up tomorrow, we’ll talk, we’ll try and work something out.’ His mind raced for solutions, and there was but one he could think of and that required deeper thought. ‘Tomorrow,’ Nick said, ‘I’ll pick you up.’

      ‘I don’t want to paint.’

      ‘We’re not going to paint,’ Nick said. ‘We’re going to work something out. You just be ready at ten.’

      ‘For what?’

      ‘Eight letters,’ Nick smiled. ‘Starts with S, ends with E.’

      ‘I hate surprises.’

      He cupped her face with his hand and looked over to her, as if reading her for the very first time. ‘You really do, don’t you?’

      And she pulled away, stepped out of the car and headed into her house—just a touch shaken by what he’d said, a touch unsure what he’d meant.

      A touch worried that he’d stepped on a truth.

CHAPTER TWELVE

      ‘HI, MUM.’ She was tired and confused and all Alison wanted was bed, but Rose seemed determined to chat.

      ‘How was it?’

      ‘Lovely,’ Alison said.

      ‘You’re early.’

      ‘I’m just tired.’

      ‘You didn’t go for a walk afterwards?’ Rose asked. ‘Or back to his place for coffee?’

      ‘I told you…’ Alison frowned, unsure what Rose was getting at, but she found out a split second later when her mother’s hand slapped her cheek, and furious words erupted from her.

      ‘You tell me nothing!’ Rose snarled, and then she tossed a handful of little packages at Alison, like confetti to a bride. ‘Strawberry flavoured…’ Rose sneered. ‘Banana flavoured—you tart!’

      ‘Mum, please…’ Shamed, embarrassed, shocked, still she tried to calm things down, but Rose would not let her speak.

      ‘How could you, Alison?’

      ‘I’m twenty-four!’ She spelt it out, repeated it, said it again, but Rose would not relent.

      ‘How could you?’

      She was seventeen again, only there wasn’t her dad or Tim to deflect her mother. It was ridiculous and they both knew it—and for the first time Alison told her mother so.

      ‘You turned a blind eye with Paul.’

      ‘Paul was serious about you!’ came Rose’s savage reply.

      ‘So’s Nick. He’s not using me.’ Alison’s voice was rising, but she wasn’t just arguing with Rose, she was arguing with herself. ‘It’s not some fling…’

      ‘It’s exactly what it is,’ Rose responded. ‘What? Do you think he’s going to give it all up? You heard him tonight. He’s got a promotion. It couldn’t possibly work. And you’re sleeping with him.’ It was all too close to the bone for Alison and she sat there and tried to take it, but Rose would not stop. ‘You were always trouble, always the one we worried about, always wild, and yet it was poor…’ She stopped, but not in time. The words might just as well have been said—Alison had lived, Tim had died. It stung and it burnt and tears shot from her eyes, not just at her mother’s thoughts but what she СКАЧАТЬ