Janessa?’
He exhaled harshly, his words tinged with a slight impatience. ‘Do I like what I’ve seen of her? Yes. Am I intrigued to know more? Yes, but that doesn’t necessarily mean I’m going to do anything about it.’
‘What? Why not?’
‘Because the life I lead is not suited to people like Janessa.’
‘How do you know that? You hardly know her.’
‘She has her world here. That’s clear. She cares for her staff, her friends and most definitely for you, and my world is anywhere and everywhere. The fact that she’s caught my attention is neither here nor there. I don’t have the head space for any sort of romantic relationships.’
‘Well, you at least be nice to her.’
‘I will.’
‘And take her out to dinner. She needs food. She’s too skinny. But then again, maybe because I’m so fat and stuck in here all day like a beached whale, my perceptions are a little skewed.’
Miles laughed at her words but crossed to her side instantly, placing a reassuring hand on her arm. ‘You’re not fat.’ His words were heartfelt. ‘You’re pregnant.’
‘An incubator,’ Sheena grumbled, but smiled back at him. Sighing, she looked at Miles. ‘Janessa’s special.’
‘I’m beginning to realise that.’
It took the walk down the single flight of stairs to the NICU for Janessa’s heart rate to return to a normal level as she tried not to replay every little minute detail of when she’d been dangerously close to Miles Trevellion.
He was turning out to be quite the chameleon. First he’d been brisk and arrogant, then supportive towards Sheena and then … And then what? Hot and heavy with her? No. The man had taken her hand in his purely as a form of greeting, and when her idiotic knees hadn’t been able to cope with being so near to him, he’d placed a supportive hand at her waist in order to stop her from falling. He’d been caring and polite.
And what about the long and intense gaze they’d shared?
She closed her eyes for a brief moment, her heart rate once more picking up as she remembered the way he’d looked at her. Surprise, shock and sensuality. Until that moment, she hadn’t thought it possible to get all three together but Miles Trevellion had pulled it off … with a bang.
Janessa shook her head, pushing the thoughts away completely. Work. Babies. Sheena. Sleep. Those were the important things in her life at the moment, not thoughts of Miles Trevellion, and with a deep breath she set off to do her job. After confirming that both Joey and Taneesha were doing just fine, and that the rest of the patients and staff were under control, Helena, who was on the night shift, shooed her away.
‘You look completely worn out,’ Helena said as she pointed to the NICU door. ‘Food, shower and sleep. I’ll see you in the morning.’
There was nothing else for Janessa to do than to head out of the NICU. She walked through the long corridors, the hospital catering team out in force as they collected all of the dinner trays from the various wards. Smelling the food reminded her she hadn’t had much opportunity to eat today and as she headed outside beneath the sheltered walkway that led to the residential wing, her stomach grumbled. All she wanted was to get to her room, have some raisin toast and go to bed.
‘Wow. I heard that. You must be really hungry,’ a deep voice said from just behind her. Janessa didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. She may have only known Miles Trevellion for less than a day but his voice was instantly recognisable. ‘That’s one growly stomach you have there, Janessa.’
It was strange to hear her first name coming from his lips, the deep rich tones somehow making her name sound sexy and sensual. He fell into step beside her. ‘I guess it is.’ ‘Busy day?’
‘How can you ask that? You saw first-hand what the NICU was like at lunchtime.’
‘Yes, I did, and from what I can recall you handled everything beautifully. Especially
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