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thorough examination of her wrist, so she was unable to see his expression.
    â€œThank you,” she said stiffly when he had finished. “Thank you also for your invitation. I’m sorry I had to decline.”
    â€œAre you?” he answered wryly, opening the door to her office. “Some other time then, perhaps.”
    â€œYes, that would be nice,” replied Megan non-commitally. She busied herself needlessly with the teacups, anything to avoid catching his disturbing gaze again.
    â€œI’ll say goodbye for today,” he said. “I have a consultant’s meeting to attend now and you’ll be off duty by the time it is finished.” He paused in the doorway. “I hope you enjoy your rehearsal, Megan.”
    â€œI’m sure I shall,” answered Megan, but the words sounded hollow in her ears. She would have much rather gone out to dinner with him instead. “Goodnight,” she added as an afterthought.
    â€œ Giles ,”he prompted.
    Against her will Megan was forced to look up. Even though physically now they were separated, the look from his blue eyes still sent her pulses racing. “Giles,” she repeated slowly, being rewarded by that sudden devastating smile that did dangerous things to her heart.
    After he had gone she stared at the cream-painted wood of the door pensively, wondering about him. He seemed such an unpredictable character. Stand-offish one moment, friendly the next, but above all physically attractive in the extreme. Megan knew that she had to be very careful; it would be easy to fall in love with a man like Giles Elliot.
    No point in allowing yourself luxurious thoughts like that, she told herself firmly. He’s almost certainly married and only asked you out because he has just moved down here from London and left his family up there. The more she thought about him, the more she realised that, apart from knowing he had a beautiful house in Cheyne Walk, she knew absolutely nothing else about his personal life.
    Try as she might she simply couldn’t concentrate at rehearsal that evening. “Megan,” grumbled Richard, “you are hopeless tonight.”
    â€œI know,” apologised Megan guiltily. “I’m sorry, I’m rather tired and I’m finding it difficult to concentrate.”
    She was very pleased, therefore, when the rest of them decided to call a halt earlier than usual, and she declined an offer to go with them to the students’ bar. Sometimes she went for Richard’s sake, but it always made her feel positively geriatric, all the students were so young.
    However, although she had declined Richard’s offer, Megan felt restless and not in the least bit like going back to her minute flat in the nurses’ block. As she hadn’t seen Susan since their meal together she decided to take a chance and call on her. It would be someone to have a gossip with.
    Turning up her coat collar against the cold, and digging her mittened hands deep into her pockets, Megan hurried along towards the tower block after she had parked her car. She had completely forgotten that Susan was still unaware that the stranger she had thought to be a locum had turned out to be the new Casualty Consultant at the County General. On arrival at the tower block she made straight for Susan’s flat, and to her delight Susan was there and feeling as restless as Megan.
    â€œI know,” said Susan, “don’t take your coat off. I’ll put mine on and we’ll go up to the Woodpecker for a drink. Do us both good to get away from here.”
    Megan agreed. Somehow the small rooms of the tower block flats seemed extra claustrophobic that evening. The two girls made their way out of the hospital grounds and up the steep hill towards the hospital local, the Woodpecker. Megan told Susan about Giles Elliott, although she omitted to mention the fact that she thought he was extremely attractive, and she certainly