He smiles warmly at me. “Let’s forget about age and pasts and futures and just enjoy some time getting to know each other while we are both in Sydney. What do you say?”

“I don’t normally hang around with hot middle-aged men.” I smile.

“I don’t usually hang around with blond Americans either so we are even.” He smiles at me with a rather beautiful twinkle in his eye.

What the hell am I doing?

Natasha

I walk down the street toward the café near the hospital that I work at and my phone rings.

“What time is your lunch break? I’m coming to have lunch with you.”

I smile. It’s Jesten.

“Jes, I’m on lunch now.”

“See you in ten. I’m around the corner.” He hangs up. Shit, now I’ve done it.

I wait in the meeting spot near the café and he walks around the corner, smiling broadly. He laughs and pulls me into an embrace and picks me up and spins me around.

“Hey, hot Doc.” He holds me at arm’s length and looks me up and down. “You are especially smoking today.” He winks.

I laugh and he pulls me into an embrace and we walk down the street with his arm casually draped around me. Why do I feel so comfortable with him?

“Why have you been ditching me?” he asks.

“I haven’t. I’ve just been really busy that’s all,” I sigh.

We eat lunch in comfortable silence and I am painfully aware of the security trailing us. I have had lunch with Jes heaps of times over the last couple of months and yet now I’m freaking out that someone is going to tell Joshua.

“Have you been going out much?” I ask.

He nods as he shovels in his food. “Yeah. You?”

I shake my head. “Not really. I have just been hanging at the hospital every chance I get.”

“I’ve been training a bit. I’m fighting again next week.”

I roll my eyes. “Please don’t talk to me about your ridiculous sport. It’s embarrassing that you would think I would be remotely interested.”

He smiles broadly as he shovels in another mouthful of food. “My trainer rang me today to tell me that your ex-boyfriend is back in the country and that today he registered to fight.”

I stop with my fork midair. “What?” I stammer as my eyes widen.

“He is the only person who has beaten me so far and I have gotten a lot better since then.”

I look at him, mortified.

He fake punches his fist. “Can’t wait to take the idiot out.”

Holy fuck … can’t be. I grab his arm. “You can’t fight him Jesten, he will kill you.”

He narrows his eyes. “Thanks for your confidence but I’m thinking I might kill him instead.”

My eyes widen in horror. “Jesten, I mean it, you have no idea how crazy he can get. When you told me to think of you when I had sex with him, he went berko.” I swallow nervously.

He smirks. “Can’t wait to bait him again.”

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