off again, Sister? You really don’t like to be where the action is, do you?’
Fleur turned, her eyes blazing. ‘After hearing so many reports about how wonderful you were, Mr Ruffini, I thought we might be able to discuss this. I was obviously wrong. But as you yourself pointed out, I am an associate charge nurse, so next time you have a problem with one of my staff, please, have the common courtesy to allow me to deal with it before you lose your temper.’
‘I don’t doubt that there will be a next time, but I will certainly bear it in mind. Oh, and, Sister?’
Her hand tightened on the doorhandle but she forced herself to answer evenly. ‘Yes, Mr Ruffini.’
‘Would you mind fetching my coffee? I think I left it in the staffroom.’
She didn’t slam the door, that would have been childless and pointless. She didn’t even come up with a smart reply. But the salt cellar was so achingly close to his mug on the coffee-table and she was so blinded with unvented fury that Fleur did what was probably the one reckless thing she had ever done in her life.
And that was that.
War had been declared.
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