Snowbound With The Single Dad. Laura Iding
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Название: Snowbound With The Single Dad
Автор: Laura Iding
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Mills & Boon M&B
isbn: 9781474098878
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She preferred the other approach—the glass half-full approach. Especially when it came to children.
‘You know, Alex, I’ve got a really sick little boy out there. His dad only brought him to our A and E department because he’s a friend of mine, and the GP has been fobbing off his son’s symptoms for days.’ She shook her hands to get rid of some of the water then started to dry them on a sterile towel.
‘I’d like you to think about that before we start. I’d like you to stop thinking about this little boy as a case for a medical journal. Think about him as a little boy who loves playing football, watching cartoons and eating chocolate cereal for breakfast. Think about him as the light of someone’s life. Because the patient comes before the disease in every set of circumstances.’
She pointed to the door.
‘Out there we have a father who is worried sick about his little boy. And even though I’ve been clear with him and given him the rundown of the surgery and the complications, he’s sitting out there right now, wondering if his little kid will have peritonitis, develop septicaemia or be the one in a million who will have a reaction to anaesthetic.’
The theatre nurse came over and held out her gown for her. She thrust her arms into the sleeves and snapped her gloves in place. ‘So let’s make sure that I don’t have to go out there and give him any bad news.’
She glared at him and stalked over to the theatre table.
You could have heard a pin drop.
She knew she’d been harsh.
She never acted like that at work.
And the staff in here all knew her personal set of circumstances. They understood exactly where she was coming from.
Harry Shaw, the elderly anaesthetist—who stood in as Father Christmas every year with his grey hair and beard—gave her a smile.
His voice was low. ‘You can do this, Jess.’ He gave a little nod of his head. ‘It’ll be a walk in the park.’
She watched as the trolley was wheeled in. She could only pray it would be.
‘WOW—JUST WOW.’
‘What are you talking about, Pauline?’
The sister from ITU gave her a smile and pointed behind her at the delivery guy, who could barely be seen beneath the beautiful spray of pink, purple and orange gerberas. Jess was on her feet in an instant, reaching up and touching one of the petals. ‘Aren’t they gorgeous?’
Pauline was quicker, pulling the card from the top of the bouquet. She spun it around. ‘Hmm…“For Dr Jessica Rae.”’ She held the card next to her chest as Jess reached over to snatch it. ‘I wonder who these could be from?’ She took a few steps away. ‘I’m guessing Mr Tall, Dark and Very, Very Handsome. Otherwise known as Callum Kennedy.’
Jess felt her cheeks flush. ‘Stop it!’ She grabbed the card, putting it into her pocket without reading it.
Pauline tutted. ‘I’m disappointed. He’s a member of the emergency services, he should know better.’
‘Know better about what?’
Pauline waved her hand. ‘That we don’t allow flowers in ITU.’
Jessica accepted the huge bunch of flowers and gave Pauline a smile. ‘But these flowers aren’t for ITU, these flowers are for me.’ She pushed open the door to her office and placed them on her desk. ‘Wow. Where on earth did he get these at this time of year?’
Pauline stood in the doorway and folded her arms over her chest. ‘Must have paid a pretty penny for them.’ She turned on her heel and walked away. ‘It must be love.’
Jessica’s stomach plunged. ‘No, Pauline.’ She pointed at the flowers. ‘These are just a thank-you for looking after Drew.’
‘Honey, a thank-you is a bunch of flowers from a supermarket. An enormous bouquet, delivered by a courier, That’s a whole lot more.’
Jess sank down into the nearest chair. ‘Oh.’
‘Oh? That’s all you can say? Just “Oh”?’ She sat next to Jess.
‘What did the card say?’
Jess bit her lip. Did she really want to get into this conversation? She dug into her pocket again and pulled the card out. Pauline was right, this wasn’t just a thank-you. And she had a sneaking suspicion what it might be.
She read the message.
This was gigantic apology and a thank-you.
‘What is it?’ Pauline leaned forward and touched her hand.
‘It’s an apology.’
‘An apology? What’s Callum got to apologise for?’ Her eyes narrowed, she was automatically moving into protective mode.
‘It’s…it’s awkward.’
‘What’s awkward about it?’
Jess let out a sigh. ‘He didn’t tell me about Drew. The first time I found out was when he brought him in with appendicitis.’
Pauline’s mouth fell open. ‘How long have you known this guy?’
‘Since I was a teenager. But I hadn’t seen him in thirteen years. And I hadn’t kept up with what was going on in his life.’ Her voice dropped. ‘Just like he hasn’t kept up with what’s happened in mine.’
‘You haven’t told him?’ Pauline’s voice was incredulous.
‘It hasn’t come up.’
‘Just like his son didn’t come up?’
Jess put her head in her hands and leaned on the desk. ‘This is a mess.’
‘Yes. It is.’ Pauline never pulled her punches. It was one of the things that Jessica liked best about her.
She placed her hand at the side of her face. ‘So, this guy—who you used to know thirteen years ago—and you only met again a few days ago, and brought his son to A and E, even though he hadn’t told you about him?’
Jessica nodded.
‘He brought his sick son to see you.’ She emphasised the word strongly. ‘Even though he knew that might make you mad. Even though he knew you might have a thousand questions. It was more important that he thought about СКАЧАТЬ