miss out on so much.’ He studied her briefly. ‘You make it hard for anyone to get close to you—or perhaps it’s just me that you have a problem with.’ He frowned. ‘But that only makes me all the more intrigued.’ He shook his head in a perplexed fashion. ‘I’m not quite sure what it is about you that has me all fired up … but I can’t help feeling that I need to shield you from whatever life is throwing at you. Maybe it’s that we seem to be opposites—the fact that I have a strong family to back me up, while you appear to be all alone in the world and put up a defensive front—but whatever the reason, I definitely want to get to know you better, Sophie … and I’ll do it, sooner or later.’
She shook her head. ‘Like I said, you don’t need to do that.’
His pager began to bleep, and he checked the text message before turning his attention back to her. ‘Sorry Sophie, but I have to go,’ he said, his brow creasing. ‘Something about a pregnant woman with high blood pressure.’
‘That doesn’t sound too good.’ She stood up, preparing to follow him into the main reception area.
‘No, it doesn’t.’ He sent her a thoughtful look. ‘Are you heading back to Paediatrics, or will you be able to find time to take a break? We do great coffee down here in A and E. And I keep a snacks table on hand for the staff. You could help yourself from it, and maybe go and sit in the garden room for a while. It might make you feel better.’
She gave him a wry smile. So much for her trying to fob him off. He hadn’t believed a word she’d said, had he?
‘I’m not sure … I was due a break over an hour ago.’ The cafeteria was two flights up, and didn’t hold out much appeal for her at the moment. She wanted sunshine and fresh air and a complete change of scenery. Perhaps that would help to lift her spirits.
‘There are glazed fruit tarts … and jam doughnuts,’ he said in a coaxing fashion as they walked towards the treatment area. ‘And salad sandwiches, freshly made, with bread bought this morning from the bakery down the road … and cheese. You like cheese, don’t you? It’s very good for you—full of—’
She laughed. ‘Enough,’ she said. ‘You don’t need to go on. You’ve convinced me. I’ll grab something from the snacks table and take it out into the garden room.’ It would be good to enjoy the late October sunshine.
‘Good.’ He looked pleased with himself. ‘I’ll come and join you just as soon as I can … as soon as I’ve taken a look at this young woman.’
Sophie’s brows rose a fraction. She might have known there was a hidden motive in his attempt to get her to stay around. What was it with Lucas that he wasn’t prepared to give up on her? Was she some kind of a challenge to him? So far she seemed to be the only female in the hospital who didn’t swoon at his mere presence! Or perhaps she presented him with a medical conundrum that he needed to solve?
The thought pulled her up sharply. Why would any man be drawn to a woman whose life was marred by illness? Hadn’t she learned that lesson with Nathan? He might have attempted to start up the relationship with her again at the wedding, but that would have been a short-lived exercise. As soon as he realised she was still plagued by symptoms he would have dropped her like a hot brick. And eventually Lucas would do the same.
It would be better if she didn’t think about it any longer, though. Weren’t there enough complications in her life without adding him to the list?
They parted company a few minutes later, and Sophie made her way to the sunlit garden room. She was alone in here, and for a while she enjoyed the solitude. The glass doors were open a little to let in a light breeze, and she could see white tables and chairs set out on the terrace beyond.
She chose a table by the door, and breathed in the fresh air. Yellow jasmine scrambled over trellised wooden panels, and here and there stone tubs were filled with autumn flowers, yellow and bronze chrysanthemums and bold, white asters with yellow centres. At intervals there were tall green palms that added a restful touch.
She sat down and began to eat from the selection of food on her tray. The fruit pie was cool and refreshing, and instead of coffee she had chosen fresh orange juice. It wasn’t too long before she began to feel her batteries recharging. Maybe there was nothing wrong with her after all. The thought cheered her, and she looked around, happy with her surroundings, drawing energy from the complete break from work.
A short time later, she heard children’s voices coming closer. A line edged its way into her brow. Did the youngsters belong to someone who worked here? This was a place where the staff could rest a while, so they weren’t likely to be the offspring of patients.
‘Is Mummy very poorly?’ The voices came nearer, and Sophie looked around to see Lucas coming towards her, holding the hands of a fretful young girl, around six years old, and a little boy who looked to be a year or so younger.
‘She needs to rest. That’s why she’s going to stay in hospital for a while, so that we can take good care of her.’ Lucas’s voice was warm and reassuring.
Sophie stood as he approached the table, ‘Lucas, is anything wrong?’ She could see from his grim expression that his return to the hub of A and E had turned out very differently from what he had expected.
He nodded. ‘The patient I was paged for,’ he answered quietly, ‘turned out to be my sister Ella. I didn’t realise who she was until I went to see her because no one had her details.’ He put an arm around each of the children’s shoulders and drew them forward. ‘These are my niece and nephew, Emily and William. Apparently they were out on a shopping trip together when Ella was taken ill.’
Sophie could only imagine what he was going through, but she kept up an appearance of calm, so as not to upset the children. ‘Hello,’ she said, smiling at them. ‘I’m sorry to hear that your mother is poorly … but I know that your uncle will look after her very well. He’s a very good doctor.’
William nodded. ‘I know.’ He was frowning, his grey eyes confused, and Sophie guessed he was trying his utmost to come to terms with what had happened.
‘It must have been a shock for you,’ she said, looking from one to the other. ‘Do you want to tell me about it?’
William shook his head, but Emily couldn’t contain herself and blurted out, ‘Mummy fainted. A lady in the shop had to help us. We didn’t know what to do. We couldn’t make Mummy wake up.’
Sophie wanted to put her arms round the little girl and give her a hug. ‘You must have been very frightened.’ William didn’t give way to his emotions. He was still trying to be stoical, but surely it couldn’t be good for him to keep everything bottled up inside?
She glanced at Luke. ‘Was there any indication that this might happen? How was she in her previous pregnancies?’
‘It was plain sailing with both Emily and William but she has found this third pregnancy much harder. Really, I should have expected something like this. She’s been complaining of headaches and blurred vision, and I could see that there was some swelling in her hands and around her ankles. I told her to talk to her obstetrician as a matter of urgency and check with the midwife. She said she would, but it doesn’t look as though she carried it through.’
‘I suppose she was busy with the children,’ Sophie said in a low voice. ‘Women don’t always get their priorities right when they’re looking after a family.’
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