before she moved. Instead of stopping in front of him, she passed to the left and went to the table. She grabbed his plastic container of curry and opened it. Flipping the basmati rice lid off, she took a spoonful and dipped it into his red curry before stuffing it into her mouth. The warm juices of the curry sauce mixed deliciously with the Pad Thai. “Now you’re eating mine?” Elijah stared at her with wide eyes. A smirk twitched at the corner of his mouth, giving his teasing away. “You’ve got some nerve.” She stole another bite. “It’s magnificent.” She went to dip another spoonful of rice into the curry. Elijah’s hand curled around her wrist. He forced her to lift the spoon and stuff it into his mouth. A dribble of curry ran down his chin. He wiped it away with the back of his hand. “It is good.” He moved around and grabbed her container off his desk and brought it over. “You willing to share?” She nodded, not trusting her voice again as her throat formed a painful lump. A stupid tear slid down her left cheek. Elijah wiped it away with his thumb and offered her a bite of noodles and chicken. She opened her mouth to eat and he quickly pulled the utensil away and ate it himself. She laughed. “You bugger!” He shrugged. “You deserved it.” “I did… I mean, I do. Sorry.” He shook his head. “Don’t be.” He handed her the Pad Thai. “Sit down and eat. It’s better for you. And me. Better for people. To sit and eat their food. Not stand up. That’s what they say.” She smiled, enjoying his attempt to cover his tracks and protect himself from getting verbally shot down by her again. “Who’s they?” He shrugged. “They… Them… Everyone. Especially doctors. They know the most.” “You’re sad. Very sad.” She settled into the leather chair in front of his desk and rested her feet on top of the edge of the desk. “Thank you for lunch.” He sat down beside her. “You’re welcome.” They ate for a bit in comfortable silence. When three-quarters of the Pad Thai had disappeared into Charity’s belly, Elijah leaned over and gave her some of his red curry. She then gave him the remaining Pad Thai. The food made her feel normal again, or at least seemed to settle her fluctuating hormones. “I’m sorry about before.” Elijah waved his hand. “Don’t worry about it.” She set the bowl down on his desk. “I do. It’s not fair you have to put up with my mood swings. I don’t lash out at the other interns or doctors.” “They’re not married to you.” She nodded in agreement. “That’s true. They didn’t knock me up.” “Hey!” He blinked in surprise, probably unsure if she meant it as a joke or was serious. “I’m kidding! I just didn’t realize it would be so much work. I mean, I knew doing my residency would be a lot, but I didn’t think being pregnant at the same time would be so exhausting.” She rubbed the tiny bump forming. “Doing your residence is exhausting even without a little peanut growing inside you.” She rested her head against the back of the chair. “I know, and I’m not twenty. I’m almost ten years older than these kids.” “Kids?” Elijah chuckled. “They want to go out and party and drink. I just want to go home and crawl in bed. They go on and on about all the hot doctors and Mandy’s always asking me how much you and I are screwing around on our breaks. At least she doesn’t ask me details.” Elijah leaned forward. “She’s seriously asking you that?” “Of course. I’m freshly married to the hottest doctor on the medical staff who is the nicest, with the sexiest accent. Trust me, even the guys are asking.” “What do you tell them?” She lifted her head. “Dr. Bennet, are you asking me if I brag about you?” He had the decency to drop his gaze to the floor. Then a second later he brought it up again. “So, do you?” She laughed as she shook her head. “All the time. And I only