The Greek Children's Doctor (Westerling)

Totally unnerved by the way he made her feel, Libby reached out and fumbled for her seat belt.

‘I’m going. Goodnight.’

Before she could release the catch a strong hand covered hers and her head jerked up, her eyes clashing with his.

‘Libby, it’s OK. You can trust me—’

‘No!’ Breathing rapidly, she pulled away from him and opened the car door before turning back to face him. ‘Don’t turn your lethal charm on me, Dr Christakos. Save it for all those millions of women that must be desperate for your attentions. I’m not interested. Thanks for the pizza.’

And with that she closed the car door behind her, hoping he couldn’t see how much her knees were shaking.

Chapter 4

Libby arrived on the ward the next morning, determined to distance herself from Andreas.

She was finding it harder and harder to concentrate on her work with those sexy dark eyes seducing her every time she turned around.

There really was something to be said for having puny, ugly doctors around the place, she reflected. At least they made it easy to keep your mind on work

If it was at all possible, she was going to bleep Jonathon, the SHO. At least he wasn’t a threat to her pulse rate.

Even though it was early, the ward was already bustling with activity and Libby went straight to see little Rachel.

One of the night nurses was checking her temperature and glanced up as she saw Libby.

‘Hi, there. I’m glad to see you. It means I can go home to bed.’

Libby smiled and looked at the child. ‘How is she? She looks a little better.’

‘Her temperature is down a bit so I think the antibiotics must be working. Dr Christakos checked on her in the night and he thought she seemed to be showing a response even though it’s only been twenty-four hours. He thinks it’s definitely a urinary tract infection.’

‘He saw her in the night?’ Given that he’d dropped her off fairly late, Libby was surprised to hear that he’d paid a visit to the hospital.

The other nurse smiled dreamily. ‘He’s so impressive. He was worried about the little girl who had the asthma attack last night. Apparently it was touch and go for a while in A and E and when he admitted her to the ward he was concerned that she could go off again.’

‘So he came in to check her?’

‘Yes. At about eleven o’clock.’

Just after he’d dropped her home.

Libby cleared her throat, trying to keep her voice casual. ‘Has he been in this morning yet?’

Her colleague nodded. ‘Oh, yes. He wanted to take some bloods from Rachel and while he was here he checked Marcus because he’s due for discharge today.’

Libby hid her surprise. He certainly wasn’t afraid of hard work. His team was really stretched and he was obviously more than happy to roll up his sleeves and help out.

On the other hand, his diligence was going to make it harder for her to avoid him. She could have done with a consultant who sat in his office and delegated.

‘I’ll finish off here. You go home. Where’s her mum?’

‘Having a wash. Apparently Rachel was awake quite a bit in the night so she didn’t get much sleep.’

‘Wet nappies?’

‘Plenty, but I have to confess she didn’t drink much in the night.’

Libby nodded. ‘OK. I’ll make a real effort to get her drinking today and then hopefully we can take that drip down.’