Seduction In Sydney: Sydney Harbour Hospital: Marco's Temptation / Sydney Harbor Hospital: Ava's Re-Awakening / Sydney Harbor Hospital: Evie's Bombshell. Carol Marinelli

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СКАЧАТЬ know about Isaac. I had to watch my brother die. The same bomb that tore into me, which is wrecking my career now, took his life. The day Isaac died I died too, Evie. Since then, what little ability I had to love, I lost. And with Isaac gone I lost the only person who really cared what happened to me.’ He shrugged. ‘That’s why I am what I am. I don’t want to be around someone when I feel like that.’

      She took a step towards him. Aware how much it would hurt if at this moment he rebuffed her. ‘You don’t have to feel like that, Finn.’

      Sardonic sweep of eyebrows. Daring her to contradict him. ‘Don’t I?’

      ‘No.’ Closer.

      ‘Why’s that, Evie?’ The biting sarcasm was back but she refused to be put off by it. Toughened herself because she would never be cowed by this angry man who frightened others to keep them at bay.

      Another step. ‘I care what happens to you, Finn.’

      Vehement shake of his head. ‘Don’t pity me, Evie.’

      She almost laughed. ‘You’re not a man anyone can pity, Finn. You won’t allow it. You alienate people so they don’t. But unfortunately I feel so much more for you than that.’

      She swallowed, tossed caution to the winds, stepped closer and stared into his face so he couldn’t ignore her words. ‘I love you, Finn Kennedy. And there’s not a lot of reward for that at the moment.’

      A more subtle shake of the head. ‘How can you love me?’

      Now she was in front of him again. ‘How can I not, you stupid man? I think about you every minute of every day, wondering when you’re going to care for yourself like you should.’

      He sidestepped her, crossed the room to shut the door, shut out the hospital for probably the first time since he’d started here, and then came back. Put himself in her space deliberately.

      ‘What are you saying, Evie?’

      ‘I love you. Foul temper and all.’

      His hands slid around her waist. ‘I didn’t ask for that.’ Something in his voice had changed. Gave her a glimmer of hope.

      ‘You didn’t ask for it?’ She stared into the harsh and haunted face she loved so much. ‘Neither did I. But there’s not a lot we can do about it now.’

      His face softened just a little. ‘So you weren’t just after sex the other day?’

      This was what she dreaded. ‘What do you think, Finn? Did it feel like that to you?’ She’d laid herself open, exposed her soft underbelly of caring, and he could mortally wound her, even worse than he had after she’d given herself to him.

      He lifted his hand and stroked the hair out of her eyes. ‘No.’ He sighed. ‘Though God knows why you bother. What I felt the other day scared the hell out of me, Evie. And that’s not all I’m scared of. I’m scared I’m not the man you think I am.’

      ‘Well, seeing that I don’t want to be without you, Finn, we’ll just have to take that chance. Whatever happens, I’m here for you. And always will be.’

      He shook his head. Couldn’t accept that. ‘I might not just be an emotional cripple, Evie. I could be in a wheelchair.’

      She leaned towards him. ‘Or it could be the answer to all your medical problems. You could get full control back. You have to take that chance.’

      ‘I don’t think it’s an option.’ He sighed. ‘But I’ll think about it.’ An air of finality.

      She had to be satisfied with that. It was better than they’d had before today.

CHAPTER SEVEN

      THE lift doors closed after Evie left and the silence deepened with Marco and Emily alone in the lift.

      Finally. ‘I’m sorry.’ Marco sighed as the elevator began its ascent. ‘I thought you had spoken about our evening out with her.’

      And, boy, were you unhappy! ‘I gathered that.’ So he was that embarrassed to say he’d taken her out. Not that she wanted to be the centre of a gossip storm.

      She went on, ‘You were pretty quick to retaliate.’ Like a cobra, and a big warning for the future. Or their lack of it.

      ‘My apologies. Again.’ His face stayed frozen and even his words seemed to have difficulty leaving his mouth. ‘It is how I am.’

      He must have an interesting history—but she wasn’t going there. Emily sighed. So he hated gossip. She did too.

      But they were both mad if they thought the whole hospital wouldn’t find out anyway. It always happened. She’d seen it time and again over the last sixteen years.

      Somebody’s son would be a waiter on the boat or a deckhand on the ferry. A woman thought nobody knew and usually she was the last to figure out everyone had been talking about her for a week. Now she’d be one of those. Thanks, Marco.

      And a bit of ill feeling might help keep him at bay. Maybe cultivating that wasn’t a bad idea. ‘As long as we don’t repeat the experience, I’m sure we’ll both be fine.’

      He stepped across to her. ‘And yet I’d hoped to see you again, spend more time with you before I spoiled my chance.’

      ‘No. Thank you, Marco. You’re not my favourite person at the moment.’

      The lift stopped and he moved back as the doors opened. Emily didn’t look at him as she left but she could feel him behind her as she walked towards the nurses’ station.

      Then he was gone as she went on to Annie’s room.

      When he walked in five minutes later Emily had herself well in hand. She smiled distantly at his left shoulder, watched her daughter’s face the whole time, and agreed that tomorrow morning would be a good time to pick Annie up.

      Then he was behind the curtain, talking to June, and she could drop the silly smile from her face and get on with life.

      ‘You okay, Mum?’

      She jumped. Annie was staring at her. ‘Sorry? Oh. Yes. Fine. I’m tired.’

      ‘Didn’t you sleep last night?’

      There was silence from behind the curtain. Maybe he was just feeling June’s tummy. ‘Oh. Um. Not as well as I’d hoped.’

      Conversation started behind the curtain and she frowned at herself. Stop it.

      ‘Why don’t you stay home this afternoon? Just chill. I’m fine. Some friends are coming in to see me in visiting hours and I have my phone credit now. I can ring if I want anything.’

      And do what? Mope? ‘No. Don’t be silly. I’ll come back this afternoon.’

      ‘Seriously, Mum. I’m just as happy if you don’t.’

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