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Chapters (59)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Book
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-one
  25. Chapter Twenty-two
  26. Chapter Twenty-three
  27. Chapter Twenty-four
  28. Chapter Twenty-five
  29. Chapter Twenty-six
  30. Chapter Twenty-seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-one
  35. Chapter Thirty-two
  36. Chapter Thirty-three
  37. Chapter Thirty-four
  38. Chapter Thirty-five
  39. Chapter Thirty-six
  40. Chapter Thirty-seven
  41. Chapter Thirty-eight
  42. Chapter Thirty-nine
  43. Chapter Forty
  44. Chapter Forty-one
  45. Chapter Forty-two
  46. Chapter Forty-three
  47. Chapter Forty-four
  48. Chapter Forty-five
  49. Chapter Forty-six
  50. Chapter Forty-seven
  51. Chapter Forty-eight
  52. Chapter Forty-nine
  53. Chapter Fifty
  54. Chapter Fifty-one
  55. Chapter Fifty-two
  56. Acknowledgements
  57. About the Author
  58. Also by the author
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After he’d finished an impressive repair job, she dressed the man’s wound and the orderly came with a wheelchair to take the patient to his relatives. Yep. It was all over too soon.

Zac turned from the sink, where he’d removed his gloves and washed his hands. ‘We work well together. Did we do that much?’

Normal conversation. She could do that. ‘Enough. Mostly maternal emergencies when we called in extra help.’ She steeled herself to say it. ‘Before I see if anyone else needs me, would you like to meet up tomorrow, one last time? I thought, since you’ve come back here and some time has passed, you might have questions you’d like to ask me.’ She’d rehearsed that in case she needed it.

His head shot up and her heart skipped to see he was relieved she’d offered. ‘Yes, thank you, I would.’ There was no hesitation there and she eased the breath she’d been holding out of her frozen lungs. ‘Are you working any day shifts?’ he asked.

‘No. I mostly work nights.’

‘Me too. I’m off tomorrow until eight in the evening. What time do you wake up? How about supper before you come to work?’

‘How about we meet in the morning, instead? Then I’ll sleep after.’ She knew she wouldn’t sleep waiting to see him.

‘Even better. Breakfast, then. Eight o’clock. My shout. Do you have a place you prefer?’

She named the hotel he’d stayed at the first week all those weeks ago and he nodded. ‘That’s where I’m staying.’

She didn’t say, I know. We slept there together. Instead she said, ‘Fine, see you in the dining room there at eight. If I’m late it’ll be because of work.’

He smiled at her and it was that sweet, caring smile she remembered. It almost broke her heart. ‘No problem. I’ll be patient.’

She nodded and glanced at the swinging suture-room door. She should go and do something useful and so should he.

‘Ava.’ His low voice held such a gentle quality she could have wept.

‘Yes?’

The blue-green of his eyes shadowed. ‘I can see this isn’t easy for you. Thank you for offering.’

She felt her eyes sting. Do not give me sympathy. Do not! ‘I’d better get back out there.’ And with that she left. It felt incredibly difficult to walk away, but at least she’d seen him. She had a plan. Now he just needed to find his memories in that big, beautiful head of his and fall in love with her again. Or she would have to say goodbye forever.

Chapter Forty-seven

Zac