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beside her to continue his conversation.
Chris watched her rubbing the back of her neck, and wondered if she
was even aware that she did it. He wondered also how she would
react if he offered her a massage. She drank yet another mouthful
of coffee and smiled at a remark from Mr Patel, Chris took a deep
breath and rose to his feet he decided that he would escort her
back to the IT suite and make her smile, it wasn’t very often that
a woman had had this kind of effect on him, and he knew he would be
a fool to stand by and let her go.
    An overweight man that he
recognised from the previous day appeared awkwardly in the doorway.
He had long messy hair tied back with what looked like an elastic
band, and a shirt with a superhero logo was stretched over his
stomach. “Belinda says can you come back? The blood results from
this morning have disappeared off the system.” Harry said her
goodbyes and Chris watched her manoeuvre her chair away from the
table.
    She was wearing well cut
trousers that partially obscured her shoes and he wondered how tall
she was. She didn't look at him and he was surprised at how much
that disappointed him. He wasn't used to making such a bad
impression on a beautiful woman. He imagined the amusement in his
housemate's eyes. “This will be good for you.” he would
say.
    “ She really
knows her stuff.” The head of anaesthetics said
approvingly.
    "Come on guys,” Mr Patel
said with a smile “she's also gorgeous.”
    The head of anaesthetics
nodded, “Quite stunning, I understand you're divorced again Mr
Patel.”
    The elegant surgeon shook
his head ruefully. “She's far too young, I realised that last
time.” Chris poured himself another cup of coffee and listened to
their conversation. It had been a very long time since he had
thought seriously about anything aside from his career. He had
focussed the past decade on reaching this point, but if he was
honest with himself, then at this moment his success felt pretty
empty. He decided that he would have to swallow his pride and think
of a way of talking to her.
    Harry followed Mike into
the corridor. She was grateful for his silence and the chance to
think. She had completely lost her train of thought when Chris
arrived, and she hoped it hadn't been too obvious. He had been
wearing a shirt that emphasized the gorgeous nature of his powerful
build, shoulders that barely fitted beneath his slightly rumpled
shirt and a lean flat waist distractingly delineated by a faded
belt. His trousers were good quality, but slightly frayed and they
showed his long long legs to perfection. She liked the fact that he
was rather scruffy. She wondered if that reflected his obvious
passion for medicine. Then the memory of his shock when he saw her
chair came unbidden into her mind and she forgot her attraction to
him. She had been hurt before by a tall dark and handsome man and
she didn’t think she could bear the pain again.
    Fortunately the server
filled her thoughts completely, she ironed out the creases in the
blood results and smoothed over a fight between Mike and the scary
woman who inputted the data in the laboratory. She placated the
woman who maintained the database of blood cultures, remembering
that she liked horses and asking her about her recent jumps, and
she worked until six in a coffee fuelled haze. Mike stayed behind
with her, he could see that she was tired, but he knew better than
to suggest that she stopped. Julia appeared beside her when the
office was empty and the battered portacabin was starting to get
cold even in the summer sun. “Come on you” she said affectionately,
“I've got a craving for curry.”
    They stopped in the
vibrant throng of Indian restaurants and takeaways and ate
poppadum’s as the sun went down. “How are you feeling honey?” Julia
asked her when her main course had arrived and the exuberant Indian
love song filling the room grew slightly quieter.
    “ I'm okay
thanks, he just caught me off guard. One of the