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that she should be saying those things to this man, yet it seemed to come naturally. Unlike many people, he was easy to talk to. She felt he would not judge her.
    ‘You’re very sweet,’ he said, stroking his thumb very delicately over her cool skin, and for a moment she held her breath at the sheer pleasure of such an unexpected touch, before he dropped his hand.
    ‘That makes me sound very bland,’ she said. ‘I hope I’m not that.’
    ‘No.’
    The desire to put her arms up around his neck, in full view of the comings and goings of the hospital entrance, was so strong that she forced herself to concentrate on not doing it.
    ‘Will you come, then?’ he said. ‘To dinner, I mean?’
    ‘Yes,’ she said.
    ‘Could I call you this evening to set it up?’
    ‘Yes,’ she said. ‘But, please, don’t say that if you’ve no real intention of following through because, you see, I don’t trust either sometimes.’
    ‘I may be a twenty-four-seven man,’ he said ruefully, ‘but I do keep my word.’
    ‘All right,’ she said, looking up at him, wanting so much to kiss him that she felt weak with the effort of holding back. At the same time, she felt as though she were standing back, looking at herself, surprised at herself.
    It was crazy, she knew that, because she didn’t really know him. Being with him felt right…but, then, she knew that feeling could not always be trusted, especially when you hadn’t known a person for very long.Nonetheless, she trusted her own judgement, her own gut feeling. That was all right, so long as you didn’t break your own rules for personal safety and personal common sense.
    ‘I must get back to work,’ he said, leaning forward quickly to kiss her on the cheek. The brief touch of his warm lips on her cool cheek sent tingles through her.
    When he drew back from her they looked at each other for a long moment, as though they could not understand what had happened between them. ‘I’m glad I almost ran you down,’ he said, taking a step back, away from her. ‘Take care.’
    Quickly he was gone, striding away from her, back into the hospital, with one backward glance.
    ‘So am I,’ she whispered. ‘So am I.’
    Soon she would walk back to her parents’ home for a while, her own home. For the next few moments she would stay here and let this sink in, that it was not a dream that she had met Dr Shay Melburne. There was a feeling of being punch-drunk from the shock of having her life taking a new turn at suchshort notice, particularly when she had, such a short time ago, been in despair.
    She leaned against the wall, facing away from the hospital entrance, and drank what was left of the almost cold coffee, needing to give herself time to think. Before going home she would go into the human resources department and get a job application form. Once she had it in her possession she would take her time over filling it in. She would do the sensible thing, would work out to her own satisfaction, and that of the people who depended on her, how she was going to be able to work part time and be a mother to two children as well. Perhaps after working part time for a few months, to see how it would go, she could consider increasing her hours.
    It was obvious to her now that she should have sought counselling when she had lost her job, because it had been a shock, a great anxiety, as well as a blow to her self-confidence and esteem. At the time, her father had not been well and had had to undergo the operation for the removal of part of his gut, so she had thrown herself into helping her parents. Although it had taken her mind off herown dilemma, nothing had been resolved for her as an individual. Then, having the need to earn money, she had taken the job caring for Mungo and Fleur. Maybe it was now time to seek that belated counselling. It would be a great relief to talk to someone, as she had unburdened herself to Shay, to get some feedback.
    Yes, something was wrong indeed with her