One Night With The Italian Doc. Kate Hardy

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СКАЧАТЬ many conversations that they were avoiding, like IVF and Anton’s loathing of Christmas, that when he finally broached one of them, Louise answered carefully. There was no way she could tell him all but she told him some.

      ‘I broke up with my boyfriend on Christmas Eve.’

      ‘You said it was tinsel-starved before then, that you didn’t go to many parties.’

      ‘It wasn’t worth it.’

      ‘In what way?’

      ‘I know you think I’m a flirt …’

      ‘I like that about you.’

      ‘But I’m only really like that with you,’ Louise said. ‘I mean that. I used to be a shocking flirt and then when I started going out with Wesley … well, I got told off a lot.’

      ‘For flirting with other men?’

      ‘No!’ Louise said, shuddering at the memory. ‘He decided that if I flirted like that with him, then what was I like when he wasn’t there? I don’t want to go into it all, but I changed and I hate myself for it. I changed into this one eighth of a person and somehow I got out—on Christmas Eve last year. It took months, just months to even start feeling like myself again.’

      ‘Okay.’

      ‘Do you know the day I did?’ Louise asked, smiling as she turned to face him.

      ‘No.’

      ‘We were going to Emily’s leaving do and I saw you in the corridor and I asked you to come along …’

      ‘You were wearing red,’ Anton easily recalled. ‘You were with Emily.’

      ‘That’s right, it was for her leaving do. Well, even when I asked if you wanted to come along, I deep down knew that you wouldn’t. I was just …’ She couldn’t really explain. ‘I was just flirting again … sort of safe in the knowledge that it wouldn’t go anywhere.’

      ‘But it has,’ Anton said.

      ‘I guess.’ Louise smiled. ‘Have you ever been married?’ Louise asked.

      ‘Why do you ask?’

      ‘I just wondered.’

      ‘No,’ Anton said. ‘Have you?’

      ‘God, no,’ Louise said.

      ‘Have you ever come close?’

      ‘No,’ Louise admitted.

      ‘You and Rory?’

      Louise laughed and shook her head. ‘We were only together a few weeks. Just when we started going out I found that it was likely that I was going to have issues getting pregnant. It was terrible timing because it was all I could think about. Poor Rory, he started going out with a happy person and when the doctor broke the news I just plunged into despair. It wasn’t his baby I wanted, just the thought I might never have one. It was just all too much for him …’ She looked at Anton. ‘I think I was just low at that time and that’s why I must have taken my bastard alert glasses off. I’ve made a few poor choices with men since then.’ She closed her eyes. ‘None worse than Wesley, though.’

      ‘How bad did it get?’ Anton asked, but Louise couldn’t go there and she shook her head.

      ‘What about you?’ Louise asked. ‘Have you been serious with anyone?’

      ‘Not really, well, there was one who came close …’ It was Anton who stopped talking then.

      Anton who shook his head.

      He simply couldn’t go there with someone who might just want him for a matter of weeks.

       CHAPTER TWELVE

      ‘CAN YOU KEEP a close eye on Felicity in seven?’ Anton asked. ‘She’s upset because her husband has been unable to get a flight back till later this evening.’

      Felicity was one of Anton’s high-risk pregnancies and finally the day had arrived where she would meet her baby, but her husband was in Germany with work.

      ‘How is she doing?’ Louise asked.

      ‘Very slowly,’ Anton said. ‘Hopefully he’ll get here in time.’ He picked up a parcel, beautifully wrapped by Louise. ‘I’m going to give this to Shirley now. She’s only in this morning to sort out my diary before she takes three weeks off. Then I will be in the antenatal clinic. Call me if you have any concerns.’

      ‘Yes, Anton,’ Louise sighed.

      Anton heard her sigh but it did not bother him.

      Things were not going to change at work. In fact, he was more overbearing if anything, just because he didn’t want a mistake to come between them.

      ‘This is for you,’ Anton said, as he went into Shirley’s office. ‘I just wanted to thank you for all your hard work this year and to say merry Christmas.’

      ‘Thank you, Anton.’ Shirley smiled.

      ‘I hope you have a lovely break.’

      He went to go, even as she opened it, but her cry of surprise had him turn around.

      ‘How?’

      Anton stared. His usually calm secretary was shaking as she spoke.

      ‘How did you manage to get this—there were only twenty places.’

      ‘I got there early.’

      ‘You lined up to get me this! Oh, my …’

      Anton felt a little guilt at her obvious delight. It really had been far from a hardship to be huddled in a queue with Louise, but it was Shirley’s utter shock too that caused more than a little disquiet.

      ‘I never thought …’ Shirley started and then stopped. She could hardly say she’d been expecting some bland present from her miserable boss. ‘It’s wonderful,’ she said instead.

      God, Anton thought, was he that bad that a simple nice gesture could reduce a staff member to tears?

      Yes.

      He nodded to Helen, the antenatal nurse who would be working alongside him, and he saw that she gave a slightly strained one back.

      Things had to change, Anton realised.

      He had to learn to let go a little.

      But how?

      ‘How are things?’ Louise asked, as she walked into Felicity’s room with the CTG machine.

      ‘They’re just uncomfortable,’ Felicity said. She was determined to have a natural birth and had СКАЧАТЬ