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go. I’ll finish up here,’ Jamie offered
    ‘I won’t be treated any differently. I am fully prepared to take my share of the workload. I’ll go home when I’m good and ready,’ she told him, eyes flashing. But Jamie could see the fatigue in the deepening circles around her eyes and the way she moved to try and ease her aching back. Before he could stop himself he came up behind her and started massaging her shoulders with strong fingers.
    He felt a shudder go through her slight frame and for a moment she leaned against him. He breathed in the heady scent of her perfume and the fragrance of her shampoo. He felt himself grow hard at the memories the feel of her body evoked. Aghast, he pushed her away from him.
    She looked at him, confusion in her emerald green eyes.
    ‘Go home, Sarah,’ he said huskily.
    ‘I need to write up some notes before I can leave,’ she responded tiredly.
    ‘Leave them. I’ll do them. Now, go home, woman, before I lift you bodily out of this department.’ It wasn’t the right thing to say. For a moment he detected a glint of rebellion in her eyes before the shutters came down.
    She held her hands up. ‘OK. OK, I’m going!’ she said, slipping a note in his hand before she left. ‘My new address and telephone number. We will have to talk some time, but preferably not in the hospital.’
    After Sarah left, Jamie sank back into the chair, still warm from Sarah’s body, his head in his hands. Why couldn’t he have stayed away from her that last night?
    He had been a fool. A selfish fool. Now everything had changed. With a sigh he picked up the phone.
    ‘Robert? Jamie,’ he said when the phone was answered. ‘Look, I need a favour from you. Never mind what it is right now, but could you come around to my flat, say, about eight this evening? Great I’ll fill you in then.’ He replaced the receiver. There was one thing he still had to do before he left for the night. He left the staffroom and made his way to the nurses’ station. Checking to make sure that there was no one around, he selected a couple of needles, syringes and vials for collecting blood, and slipped them into his pocket.
    * * *
    Sarah moved around the kitchen, putting laundry away and making up the next day’s bottles. It had taken longer than usual to settle Calum, who had been fractious and unsettled after a day without his mother. She was exhausted. It had not been a good first day, she thought. Oh, the work had been demanding, but she had loved every minute of it. She supposed practising medicine was like riding a bike—you never really forgot what to do. And as long as you kept up with the latest medical journals…She cast a guilty eye at the unread pile sitting on her coffee-table.
    No, it wasn’t work that had left her feeling as if she had done a few rounds with a heavy weight boxer, it had been meeting Jamie again on top of the emotional upheaval of leaving Calum. Her son and her job was as much as she could cope with right now. The last thing she needed, in her already overcomplicated life, was Jamie Campbell stirring up old emotions.
    ‘You should go to bed, darling,’ her mother said, entering the kitchen. She, too, looked tired. Something else to feel guilty about. Her mother wasn’t getting any younger and, God knew, looking after a six-month-old baby for hours at a time clearly took its toll.
    ‘No, you get yourself home, Mum. I’m fine. Besides…’
    ‘You’re hoping he’ll phone or call round, aren’t you?’ her mother said softly. ‘But it’s almost ten, so it’s a little unlikely, don’t you think?’
    ‘Why didn’t he let me know he was back? I could have broken the news better.’
    ‘I thought you decided you weren’t going to tell him?’
    ‘I wasn’t. There didn’t seem to be a need. I thought if he knew, guilt—or a sense of duty—would make him try to pick up where we left off—he’s that kind of man. But it wouldn’t be because of me. It would be because of