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box with surprise. It wasn’t tied or secured in any way and after She gently eased the lid off she saw white tissue paper. She glanced at Flynn, who only nodded with encouragement. She moved the folded tissue paper aside to reveal a bright and beautiful Christmas-patterned silk scarf.
‘Oh!’ She stared at it in astonishment for a moment before carefully pulling it from the box. Flynn instantly took the box from her hands as she ran the silken threads through her fingers. ‘Flynn. It’s…’ she met his gaze ‘…lovely.’ To her astonishment, she felt tears begin to gather behind her eyes and she quickly looked away, desperate to pull herself together and gain some sort of control over her emotions. Always difficult when Flynn was so close.
‘I thought you might need a bit of colour in your life, particularly this morning, and I couldn’t go past the bright Christmas theme.’
‘It’s perfect. Thank you.’ Reggie continued to sift the scarf through her fingers as she tried to ignore the lump in her throat. Then, out of nowhere, logical thought seemed to click in and she looked at him, angling her head to the side, a slight frown marring her brow. ‘Wait a moment. It’s not even eight o’clock in the morning. How did you manage to buy this when the shops aren’t even open?’
Flynn shrugged. ‘I know a guy.’
‘Of course you do.’ Reggie shook her head, remembering how easily things came to wealthy people. It annoyed her that the knowledge put a dampener on what was yet another thoughtful gesture from Flynn. He’d gone out of his way to do something nice for her and she shouldn’t care about the logistics. Deciding to ignore it, she tied the scarf around her neck, the bright reds and greens instantly bringing more colour to her outfit.
‘Definitely perfect.’ Flynn stepped forward and fixed the back of her collar before bringing his fingers to his lips and blowing a kiss into the air. ‘Very festive. The fashionista has done it again.’ He raised one arm in the air with a flourish.
Reggie’s previous annoyance instantly fled in light of his antics and she laughed. She’d always believed that if a person didn’t want to be in a bad mood, they could simply decide not to be, that they had the power over their own emotions to change the way they were feeling, and that was exactly what she was going to do right now. She wasn’t going to dwell on the fact that Flynn came from money, that he’d lived a pampered life, that his family’s wealth had been one of the reasons for him breaking their engagement.
No. She was going to step forth into her new life. The life where she was Flynn’s housemate for the next few weeks. The life where she had the opportunity to buy new things, to start afresh. The life where that fresh new start might even include Flynn.
CHAPTER FIVE
R EGGIE TOLD HERSELF she didn’t feel self-conscious driving to work with her new housemate, that she didn’t care if people saw them pull into the doctors’ car park together or that they walked side by side into the hospital and onto the ward for the early morning round. She and Flynn were friends and colleagues and it wasn’t uncommon for friends and colleagues to carpool. So many people working here did it. Being with Flynn, constantly, was nothing to be remarked on.
‘Whoa, Reggie,’ Ingrid, the general surgical registrar, commented quietly as they waited in the nurses’ station for the rest of the ward-round participants to arrive. ‘Did I just see you arriving at work with Dr Gorgeous Legs?’
Reggie couldn’t help but grin widely at the nickname. ‘Dr Gorgeous Legs?’ she asked with a hint of incredulity.
‘Sure. Nice long legs that lead up to a firm torso and a perfectly handsome face.’ Ingrid eyed Flynn as she spoke.
‘You’re almost licking your lips.’
‘Who could blame me?’ Ingrid sighed then lookedpointedly at Reggie. ‘So give. How did you score a lift with him?’
‘My car’s still
‘Oh!’ She stared at it in astonishment for a moment before carefully pulling it from the box. Flynn instantly took the box from her hands as she ran the silken threads through her fingers. ‘Flynn. It’s…’ she met his gaze ‘…lovely.’ To her astonishment, she felt tears begin to gather behind her eyes and she quickly looked away, desperate to pull herself together and gain some sort of control over her emotions. Always difficult when Flynn was so close.
‘I thought you might need a bit of colour in your life, particularly this morning, and I couldn’t go past the bright Christmas theme.’
‘It’s perfect. Thank you.’ Reggie continued to sift the scarf through her fingers as she tried to ignore the lump in her throat. Then, out of nowhere, logical thought seemed to click in and she looked at him, angling her head to the side, a slight frown marring her brow. ‘Wait a moment. It’s not even eight o’clock in the morning. How did you manage to buy this when the shops aren’t even open?’
Flynn shrugged. ‘I know a guy.’
‘Of course you do.’ Reggie shook her head, remembering how easily things came to wealthy people. It annoyed her that the knowledge put a dampener on what was yet another thoughtful gesture from Flynn. He’d gone out of his way to do something nice for her and she shouldn’t care about the logistics. Deciding to ignore it, she tied the scarf around her neck, the bright reds and greens instantly bringing more colour to her outfit.
‘Definitely perfect.’ Flynn stepped forward and fixed the back of her collar before bringing his fingers to his lips and blowing a kiss into the air. ‘Very festive. The fashionista has done it again.’ He raised one arm in the air with a flourish.
Reggie’s previous annoyance instantly fled in light of his antics and she laughed. She’d always believed that if a person didn’t want to be in a bad mood, they could simply decide not to be, that they had the power over their own emotions to change the way they were feeling, and that was exactly what she was going to do right now. She wasn’t going to dwell on the fact that Flynn came from money, that he’d lived a pampered life, that his family’s wealth had been one of the reasons for him breaking their engagement.
No. She was going to step forth into her new life. The life where she was Flynn’s housemate for the next few weeks. The life where she had the opportunity to buy new things, to start afresh. The life where that fresh new start might even include Flynn.
CHAPTER FIVE
R EGGIE TOLD HERSELF she didn’t feel self-conscious driving to work with her new housemate, that she didn’t care if people saw them pull into the doctors’ car park together or that they walked side by side into the hospital and onto the ward for the early morning round. She and Flynn were friends and colleagues and it wasn’t uncommon for friends and colleagues to carpool. So many people working here did it. Being with Flynn, constantly, was nothing to be remarked on.
‘Whoa, Reggie,’ Ingrid, the general surgical registrar, commented quietly as they waited in the nurses’ station for the rest of the ward-round participants to arrive. ‘Did I just see you arriving at work with Dr Gorgeous Legs?’
Reggie couldn’t help but grin widely at the nickname. ‘Dr Gorgeous Legs?’ she asked with a hint of incredulity.
‘Sure. Nice long legs that lead up to a firm torso and a perfectly handsome face.’ Ingrid eyed Flynn as she spoke.
‘You’re almost licking your lips.’
‘Who could blame me?’ Ingrid sighed then lookedpointedly at Reggie. ‘So give. How did you score a lift with him?’
‘My car’s still
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