relief when he’d heard someone call her Mrs Phillips.
It had sounded pretty safe to him.
There had been no harm in being friendly, no chance of anything being misconstrued, because if she was a Mrs then he definitely wasn’t interested, which meant there was nothing to worry about.
But it would seem now that there was.
‘Thanks, Jed.’ He turned to the sound of Jasmine’s voice as she walked past him with Vanessa.
‘For?’
‘Your help today, especially with Jim. I had no idea where the catheter packs were. It’s good to get through that first shift back.’
‘Well, you survived it.’ He gave a very brief nod and turned back to his work.
‘More importantly, the patients did!’ Jasmine called as she carried on walking with Vanessa.
They were both heading to the crèche, he guessed. He fought the urge to watch her walk away, not looking up until he heard the doors open and then finally snap closed.
Not that Jasmine noticed—she was more than used to moody doctors who changed like the wind. For now she was delighted that her first shift had ended and as she and Vanessa headed to the crèche, Jasmine realised she had made a friend.
‘He’s gorgeous!’ Vanessa said as Jasmine scooped up Simon. ‘He’s so blond!’
He was—blond and gorgeous, Simon had won the staff over on his first day with his happy smile and his efforts to talk.
‘This is Liam!’ Vanessa said. He was cute too, with a mop of dark curls and a good dose of ADD in the making. Jasmine stood smiling, watching as Vanessa took about ten minutes just to get two shoes on her lively toddler.
‘Thank goodness for work,’ Vanessa groaned. ‘It gives me a rest!’
‘Don’t look now,’ Vanessa said as they walked out of the crèche, ‘they’re getting something big in.’ Jed and Lisa were standing outside where police on motorbikes had gathered in the forecourt. Screens were being put up and for a moment Jasmine wondered if her first day was actually over or if they were going to be asked to put the little ones back into crèche.
‘Go.’ Lisa grinned as Vanessa checked what was happening. ‘The screens are for the press—we have ourselves a celebrity arriving.’
‘Who?’ Vanessa asked.
‘Watch the news.’ Lisa winked. ‘Go on, shoo...’
‘Oh,’ Jasmine grumbled, because she really wanted to know. She glanced at Jed, who looked totally bored with the proceedings, and there was really no chance of a sophisticated effort because Simon was bouncing up and down with excitement at the sight of police cars and Liam was making loud siren noises. ‘I guess I’ll have to tune in at six to find out.’
And that was the stupid thing about Emergency, Jasmine remembered.
You couldn’t wait for the shift to finish—even today, as much as she’d enjoyed her shift, as soon as lunchtime had ended, she had been counting the minutes, desperate to get to the crèche and pick up Simon.
Except that the second she had finished her shift, she wanted to go back.
‘I’ve missed it,’ she told Vanessa as they walked to the car park. ‘I was looking at a job in MRI, but I really do like working in Emergency.’
‘I’m the same,’ Vanessa admitted. ‘I couldn’t work anywhere else.’
‘The late shifts are going to be the killer, though,’ Jasmine groaned, ‘and I don’t even want to think about nights.’
‘You’ll work it out.’ Vanessa said. ‘I’ve got a lovely babysitter: Ruby. She’s studying childcare, she goes to my church and she’s always looking for work. And if she can deal with Liam she can more than handle Simon. She’s got really strict parents so she loves spending evenings and sometimes nights at my place.’ She gave Jasmine a nudge. ‘Though I do believe her boyfriend might pop over at times. Just to study, of course...’
They both laughed.
It was nice to laugh, nice to be back at work and making friends.
Nice to sit down for dinner on the sofa, with a for-once-exhausted Simon. ‘Come