I threw myself at him as though we were still an item.
He had a significant other half in his life, and she’d done that. Her stomach shrivelled and all the moisture evaporated from her mouth. Her chest lifted, stayed there as a breath stuck in her throat.
I didn’t stop to think. Instead, the moment I saw Hunter I reacted like I used to. How bad is that?
Now he’d get the wrong idea. ‘How are your parents?’ Banal but safe. Unless... The air finally whooshed out of her lungs. ‘Sorry.’
‘They’re fine, living in a retirement village. Mum’s having a wonderful time. Even Dad’s happy. The orchard sold last year.’ Hunter didn’t look overly thrilled, but then he hadn’t looked too happy about anything so far. Including her. He hadn’t been surprised to see her. So, he’d known she worked here and had still taken the job.
Her teeth gnashed. He’d signed on despite the fact this was her space. About to spew her sudden anger at him, she bit down, kept herself under tight control. Having a spat wouldn’t change a thing, only make the coming weeks even more awkward than they were going to be. ‘That’s great.’ It was far from great, but it was better than saying what was really on her mind.
Kevin interrupted, looking pleased with himself. ‘So, you two know each other.’ Rostering staff problem solved?
Oh, no. She usually paired with Patch. She wasn’t working with Hunter. ‘It was a long time ago.’ Hunter was back in town. For how long this time? How permanent was his permanent job at the emergency department? Why did she even care? He wasn’t alone any more. Even if he had been, it still wouldn’t matter. She was not revisiting their relationship. He’d broken her heart once; she wasn’t handing it over to be devastated a second time.
‘Then you’ll have plenty to catch up on. Good thing I’ve rostered you together this week.’
Brenna tightened her mouth against protesting, and instead managed to say in a semi-steady voice, ‘There’ll be opportunities to talk over the coming weeks.’ Though hearing what Hunter had been up to since they’d split might help soften the blow seeing him had inflicted, she did not need to learn how in love he was with another woman.
She stared at this man she’d once believed would share her life right through to the rocking-chair days. The good looks that had women falling at his feet were still there, somewhat jaded now, but somehow that made her soften towards him. Silly woman. Note that wariness in his gaze. It was foreign to her. Seemed the years away hadn’t been kind to him. Through a sigh she asked, ‘Want a coffee before our first callout?’
That tiredness dipped further, tightened his face before he rallied. ‘Sure do. Might try to have my breakfast since I ran out of time at home.’ He shrugged off the small pack slung over his shoulder.
Heading for the kitchen, she asked, trying to sound, oh, so uninterested, ‘Is this a long-term move?’ Again, the question arose—how permanent was permanent in his book? At her side her fingers crossed. She wanted him to stay? Or to be heading away again? It wasn’t as though they would kick-start their relationship. That was finished. Besides, even if Hunter was available, she wasn’t prepared to get involved only to find herself coming second to someone or something else again. She’d learned that lesson the first time.
Hunter answered in a manner suggesting he was wondering how much to say. ‘The plan’s to settle here long term. I’ve bought a house in Kitsilano and take it over in a fortnight.’
She gasped. Of all the places to move to. Not only was Hunter back in town, but he was right on her doorstep, apparently settling in for the foreseeable future. Not fair. Once more she struggled for calm. ‘I can’t believe you’re here.’ True. ‘What’ve you been up to?’ Truly? She wanted to know? No. Well, maybe. Depended on what he had to say.
‘Nothing out of the ordinary,’ was Hunter’s acerbic reply. Followed by, ‘I didn’t expect to find you working on the choppers.’
‘Why not?’ she snapped, before engaging her brain.
Don’t let Hunter see how rattled you are.
Sure. Like that would work. This was the guy who could read her without a glance. Hopefully he’d lost that ability when he’d pulled the plug on their relationship.
‘More than anything you wanted to be head of an emergency department before you were thirty-three.’
He remembered. Why wouldn’t he? She had been driven about getting that position. Until they’d broken up and restless energy had overtaken her. Then she’d needed something more to her life than working in an emergency department. Not that that wasn’t drama personified, but she’d wanted something for herself and, adding in her passion for adventure photography, flipping around the sky in helicopters and whipping down hillsides on skis or a mountain bike had given what she’d hankered after. It made her feel exciting and not a woman intent on studying and being the best doctor with nothing else to her name. ‘I changed my mind.’
Tilting his head slightly to one side, he said, ‘I hope you haven’t regretted that. You were so determined I thought nothing else would do.’ Was there a hint of annoyance in that? Surely, he wasn’t thinking she could’ve moved to Kamloops to be with him instead?
‘Not once. Because it was easier on Mum being where she could reach me at all times, I continued working in the emergency room until Dad died three years ago.’ After her dad had gone her restlessness had become impossible to live with and that’s when she’d gone in search of adventure.
‘I heard about your dad. I’m sorry.’
‘He lasted longer than expected.’ Dementia was so tough. ‘It wasn’t nice towards the end.’ A familiar sadness rubbed at her. She hated that it had been a relief when her father had left them, but he’d have detested what his life had been reduced to if he’d been aware.
‘Dave told me. I would’ve come to the funeral but thought it might be inappropriate.’ Hunter watched her too closely.
She nodded once. It would’ve been. ‘How is Dave?’
‘Married with two kids, living in Kitsilano. Happy as a pig in mud.’
Was everyone from her past moving to Kitsilano? ‘Lucky guy.’ She’d always got on well with Dave but after Hunter had left town, she’d deliberately stayed clear of his best friend. Seemed easier than being reminded about him all the time. ‘Two anklebiters, eh? Who’d have thought?’ Dave being the focused, suit type at one of the country’s leading banks didn’t seem the man to change dirty diapers or calm a crying toddler to sleep. Guess some people shifted focus when needed.
One day she’d like to have children. If she ever again went out with a man long enough to establish a loving relationship. Which wasn’t exactly her life plan at the moment. Possibly never would be. Two failed relationships had kind of opened her eyes and brought caution to the fore.
‘His wife would agree with you. She pinches herself every morning.’
Did Hunter want a family? He used to say he did. But then he used to look happy. Her skin tightened. He’d said we, remember? He might already have a brood. It was none of her business. She had to remember this was Hunter, a man she’d once loved, and now didn’t. Though there was no denying how often she’d
