âYou could have said no. You should have said no.â
He raised a dark eyebrow. âWhy?â
âBecause you know this isnât going to work, thatâs why.â
âI hate to disappoint you but saying no to a sick man, especially when that sick man is my father, isnât exactly my forte.â He gazed at one of the photographs on her wall and Anna bit her lip, hating the intrusion into her personal space. âThatâs nice. Bedruthan steps. Do you remember that time wewere almost cut off by the tide? You always loved that beach when we were kids.â
âStop changing the subject. You could have pretended you couldnât get away. You could have encouraged him to arrange a locum.â
âHe did arrange a locum. Me.â Sam ran a hand over the back of his neck and shot her an impatient look. âAll right, you tell me how I was supposed to say no. With Dad so ill and Mum so worried, how was I supposed to say no?â
âYouâve said no before, lots of times.â
âWhen heâs asked me to join the practice, to be part of the family firm,â Sam agreed. âThis is different. This is an emergency. I donât say no to emergencies.â
âJust to commitment.â The words were out before she could stop them and even before she saw the narrowing of his eyes she regretted them. âForget I said that. The way you run your life is none of my business.â
âNo, it isnât.â He folded his arms across his chest, his gaze fixed on hers. âBut the way I run my life clearly bothers you.â
Suddenly the room felt unusually warm. âIt doesnât bother me. What bothers me is that youâre going to swan in here for a few weeks or until you get bored then leave us in the lurch.â
âNo, that isnât what bothers you.â His gaze didnât shift. âWhat really bothers you is the fact that you havenât planned this and we both know that you haveto plan everything. You think you have your whole life sorted, donât you, Riggs?â
âThereâs nothing wrong with planning.â She wondered why she was defending herself to someone she didnât even like.
âExcept that life has a way of throwing you surprises. And itâs harder to cope with surprises if youâre inflexible.â
âIâm not inflexible. And youâre not a surprise, McKenna. Youâre a nightmare.â
âI promised my father Iâd stay for the summer and thatâs what I intend to do.â
âAlong with your film crew.â
He shrugged. âLife goes on. When I return to London in the autumn Iâll want to pick up where I left off. The film crew is part of my life.â
Anna shook her head. âIt isnât going to work, McKenna.â
âItâll work if you donât get all high and mighty on me. Why shouldnât it?â He was as direct as she was, hard and uncompromising in his approach to life. âBecause Iâm the only person you canât control, Riggs? Because I donât fit your image of a doctor? Because I donât do things the way you do them?â
She tilted her head, her gaze cool. âBecause you drive me nuts.â
âLikewise.â
Their eyes locked in combat for endless minutes and then she gave a sigh. âAll right. Letâs look at the facts here. I need help and I donât have time to lookfor a new locum. Youâre here. You can stay until I find a suitable replacement. But there are rules.â
âYou amaze me.â He folded his arms across his broad chest. âAnd there I was thinking you were such a relaxed, laid-back person. Always willing to go with the flow.â
She chose to ignore his sarcasm. âNo filming without my permission, and the patientsâ permission, and if it interferes with your workload then it stops.â
His eyes glittered dangerously. âAnything