to act like a silly schoolgirl simply because he was touching her.
Becoming cross with herself, she quickly disengaged any contact and spun away from him, taking two wobbly steps towards the door, her increased heart rate causing her breathing to remain uneven. ‘Uh … anyway. I’d best go and … uh … check on a few of the babies before calling it a night.’ She spoke quickly … too quickly.
‘Are you all right?’ Sheena asked. ‘You’re all flushed.’
‘Am I?’ Janessa raised a hand to her cheek and tried her best not to look at Miles but when she did, she saw him standing at the foot of the bed, his hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans. He was looking at her as though something strange had just happened but he wasn’t exactly sure what. Had he felt it too? If so, what did that mean? Or perhaps this was another one of his tests. She quickly returned her attention to Sheena.
‘Oh, that’s probably because I’ve been up since four this morning. That’s when our first new baby for the day decided to arrive and as I live the closest … well, I don’t mind being called in.’
‘Where do you live?’ Miles asked, walking back to the other side of Sheena’s bed, putting more distance between himself and his new colleague who, when he’d been close to her, had sent shock waves throughout his entire being such as he hadn’t felt in an exceedingly long time.
He had no idea how or why this had happened, which was unusual for him. He was the man in charge, the one they all came to when they needed answers, and he liked it. The spark of awareness he’d just experienced when he’d been close to Janessa Austen meant absolutely nothing. He was a professional … and he was jet-lagged. Yes, that was most likely why this awareness of her had flared up. He was jet-lagged.
‘Janessa’s been living in the residential wing of the hospital for the past six months,’ Sheena provided. ‘She says it’s the easiest way to keep an eye on me and the girls.’
He was surprised at this news. ‘Really? Why not find an apartment close by?’ Miles wanted to know, looking at Janessa who was almost ready to sprint out the door.
‘Her house burned down and it’s being rebuilt,’ Sheena offered, answering for her once more. Janessa was glad of that as she was still struggling to get herself under control and to
not
look at Miles. ‘We were supposed to go apartment-hunting but that’s when I found out the twins were conjoined. I crumbled into a blathering mess and Janessa picked me up.’ Sheena smiled lovingly at her friend.
‘You’d have done the same for me,’ Janessa replied, then opened the door, this time keeping her gaze trained on Sheena. ‘Riley will be around soon to do his evening checks on you, but call me if you need anything, all right?’
‘Yes, I’m fine. I have too many people fussing over me, especially Riley. What a fusspot of an obstetrician he is. Go. Sleep. See you in the morning.’ Sheena waved to her friend.
Janessa nodded and with a polite smile aimed at Miles she all but ran from her friend’s room.
The instant she was gone, Sheena turned to look at Miles, watching him closely. ‘I don’t believe it,’ she said softly.
‘Believe what?’ he asked. ‘You.
Janessa.’
‘What?’ Miles was a little taken aback. ‘Oh, don’t play stupid with me. I’ve seen that look in your eyes before.’
‘What look?’ Miles settled down into the chair beside her bed and took her wrist in his fingers in order to check her pulse, hoping to distract her from whatever it was she was about to say. Fifteen seconds later, he released her. ‘Good. How’s your blood pressure?’
‘Wendy.’
‘Pardon?’ Miles looked at Sheena. ‘When we worked together ten years ago, we also worked with a doctor whose name was Wendy. Do you remember Wendy?’
‘Of course I remember Wendy,’ he replied a little briskly, and stood to walk to the end of her bed, unable to stay calm and seated