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everything will be ready for you when you get home and I will be there to meet you and make sure you are comfortable before I have to leave you. How does that suit you?“ she asked looking at him seriously. “I will call in and put the heating on and make you a meal ready for when you arrive. then we will talk it over properly before we go any further. Don’t worry, you will not be neglected,” Debbie added in case Greg needed reassurance.
As she prepared to leave an hour later, Paul Norton came strolling down the ward looking extremely pleased with himself and brandishing the local newspaper. “Have you heard the latest,” He enquired obviously bursting to give them the latest stop press news. “The beast of Bracksley woods has struck again. And guess who it got this time,” he announced.”
“What’s this Paul?” Greg asked mystified at the tone of Paul’s voice. He wasn’t quite sure if he was pleased about something or incredulous.
“ Your old friend Kevin Baxter went after that crazy dog in the woods last night. He didn’t catch the dog but he nearly caught Albert Pike’s poacher only not quite. The funny thing was that the dog attacked him and has bitten him. He has been bitten quite badly on the backside and leg. He was in casualty this morning getting stitched up. Of course, the papers managed to get hold of the story and are calling the creature THE BEAST OF BRACKSLEY WOODS.”
“Oh poor Kevin,” Debbie sympathised. It sounds serious.”
“Paul gave a little smirk. His gaze swept over her before he said Well, he won’t be sitting down for a day or two, that’s for sure.” Debbie caught her breath as she saw the look in his eyes. She looked away and shivered inwardly feeling a tingle run up the length of her spine What on earth was the matter with her? She asked herself. Mike had been the only man for her and she could not BELIEVE the sort of effect Paul Norton was having on her. There seemed to be a magnetism drawing her inevitably towards him and She had no intention of allowing another man anywhere near her. It would be totally unthinkable. On the other hand, she had to admit to herself that Paul was very attractive with bagsful of charm and she did not doubt for a minute that he had plenty of conquest to his credit. He handed the paper to Greg “Here, have a look at this,” he said thrusting it at him as he came to stand next to Debbie.
After a few more minutes discussing the events portrayed in the paper Debbie got up to go. “Just a minute Debbie,” Paul put his hand on her shoulder to prevent her moving. “Will you be in after surgery?” he asked.
“Yes. I haven’t anything planned for tonight.”
“That’s good. I will be bringing Trigger back. He is quite okay now and ready to go home.”
“That’s good. He can go back to his proper home tomorrow now that Greg is being discharged,” she said.
“See you later then,”
Later that evening when she answered the doorbell she was greeted by Trigger’s excited barking. He came bounding in practically knocking her over. “I think you could say that Trigger has well and truly recovered but he will have to keep the bucket on his head. I am afraid he doesn’t like it and tends to misjudge corners and obstacles.” Paul explained as he followed the dog into Debbie’s sitting room. Debbie laughed as Trigger began blundering around the room then feeling rather sorry for him she bent to fuss him and sat down before Trigger had the chance to knock her to the ground.
“This looks nice and cosy,” Paul remarked looking round curiously. “May I sit down?”
“Of course. Can I get you a drink. I have rather a nice bottle of wine in the fridge and I’ve been waiting for someone to share it with,” Debbie ventured feeling quite shy.
“I’m your man,” he answered smiling broadly at her. “before I forget I had better give you the antibiotics for the patient,” he said handing over a small box containing the
As she prepared to leave an hour later, Paul Norton came strolling down the ward looking extremely pleased with himself and brandishing the local newspaper. “Have you heard the latest,” He enquired obviously bursting to give them the latest stop press news. “The beast of Bracksley woods has struck again. And guess who it got this time,” he announced.”
“What’s this Paul?” Greg asked mystified at the tone of Paul’s voice. He wasn’t quite sure if he was pleased about something or incredulous.
“ Your old friend Kevin Baxter went after that crazy dog in the woods last night. He didn’t catch the dog but he nearly caught Albert Pike’s poacher only not quite. The funny thing was that the dog attacked him and has bitten him. He has been bitten quite badly on the backside and leg. He was in casualty this morning getting stitched up. Of course, the papers managed to get hold of the story and are calling the creature THE BEAST OF BRACKSLEY WOODS.”
“Oh poor Kevin,” Debbie sympathised. It sounds serious.”
“Paul gave a little smirk. His gaze swept over her before he said Well, he won’t be sitting down for a day or two, that’s for sure.” Debbie caught her breath as she saw the look in his eyes. She looked away and shivered inwardly feeling a tingle run up the length of her spine What on earth was the matter with her? She asked herself. Mike had been the only man for her and she could not BELIEVE the sort of effect Paul Norton was having on her. There seemed to be a magnetism drawing her inevitably towards him and She had no intention of allowing another man anywhere near her. It would be totally unthinkable. On the other hand, she had to admit to herself that Paul was very attractive with bagsful of charm and she did not doubt for a minute that he had plenty of conquest to his credit. He handed the paper to Greg “Here, have a look at this,” he said thrusting it at him as he came to stand next to Debbie.
After a few more minutes discussing the events portrayed in the paper Debbie got up to go. “Just a minute Debbie,” Paul put his hand on her shoulder to prevent her moving. “Will you be in after surgery?” he asked.
“Yes. I haven’t anything planned for tonight.”
“That’s good. I will be bringing Trigger back. He is quite okay now and ready to go home.”
“That’s good. He can go back to his proper home tomorrow now that Greg is being discharged,” she said.
“See you later then,”
Later that evening when she answered the doorbell she was greeted by Trigger’s excited barking. He came bounding in practically knocking her over. “I think you could say that Trigger has well and truly recovered but he will have to keep the bucket on his head. I am afraid he doesn’t like it and tends to misjudge corners and obstacles.” Paul explained as he followed the dog into Debbie’s sitting room. Debbie laughed as Trigger began blundering around the room then feeling rather sorry for him she bent to fuss him and sat down before Trigger had the chance to knock her to the ground.
“This looks nice and cosy,” Paul remarked looking round curiously. “May I sit down?”
“Of course. Can I get you a drink. I have rather a nice bottle of wine in the fridge and I’ve been waiting for someone to share it with,” Debbie ventured feeling quite shy.
“I’m your man,” he answered smiling broadly at her. “before I forget I had better give you the antibiotics for the patient,” he said handing over a small box containing the
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