in confidence. Why should he, when he’d reached the very top of his profession and earned the respect of his peers along the way?
‘Miss Palmer? Are you still there?’
‘Yes. I’m sorry, Janet. I was just trying to decide what to do for the best.’
Natalie hurriedly returned her thoughts to her current predicament. If it needed drastic measures to resolve this problem, she wouldn’t back down. Rafferty couldn’t just turn up at her office and demand to see her—it gave out the completely wrong signals.
Since her father’s heart attack three months ago, she had worked hard to keep Palmer Pharmaceuticals on track. Richard Palmer had warned her there were certain factions within the company who wanted to change how the firm operated. Palmer’s had always donated a large percentage of its profits to charitable ventures and in recent years it had been the main sponsor of Worlds Together. It was a costly undertaking and Natalie knew that several members of the board would prefer to see the money spent elsewhere.
That was the last thing she intended to happen. As a highly skilled nurse-practitioner, she’d been involved with Worlds Together since its inception and knew how valuable its work was. She really wasn’t prepared to jeopardise its future by allowing her authority to be undermined in any way.
‘I think it would be best if you called Security,’ she told Janet, trying not to think about how much she longed to see Rafferty. He’d made his position abundantly clear before she’d come back to London and she doubted if he’d changed his mind. ‘Ask them to escort Dr Rafferty—’
She broke off when her office door suddenly opened and Rafferty appeared. He gave her a broad smile but she could see the glitter in his eyes, and a shiver ran through her because it was obvious that he hadn’t appreciated being kept waiting.
‘Hello, Natalie. How are you?’
‘Get out!’
‘Tut-tut, that isn’t very polite, is it? And after I’ve spent so much time waiting to see you, too.’ He glanced at his watch and arched a sleek dark brow. ‘Over an hour. I am impressed. I didn’t think you’d hold out that long, but it will teach me not to underestimate you in future, won’t it, sweetheart?’
‘I am not your sweetheart,’ she told him, coldly enunciating every word.
‘Not now, maybe, but you were once and it wasn’t that long ago either.’
He closed the door and slid home the bolt, shaking his head when she immediately reached for the phone. ‘If you’re thinking of calling Security, I wouldn’t bother. I’m sure your secretary will do it for you.’
Natalie slammed the receiver back into its cradle. ‘Then why not spare yourself the embarrassment of being thrown out? There’s the door, Rafferty. Make sure you close it again on your way out.’
‘Cute. You’ve obviously been sharpening your tongue while I’ve been hanging around outside.’
He laughed as he crossed the room and Natalie felt her heart give a nervous little flutter. It was three months since she’d seen him and it struck her all over again just how handsome he was. With that crisp black hair, those deep green eyes and chiselled features, Rafferty could turn any woman’s head and she certainly wasn’t immune to his charms. However, she doubted if this was a social visit and didn’t intend to make the mistake of falling under his spell again that day.
‘My secretary has already explained that I’m extremely busy. I really don’t have time for this, Rafferty, so if you want to see me then I suggest you make an appointment like everyone else does.’
‘But I’m not “everyone else”, am I?’ He stopped in front of her desk and regarded her steadily. ‘You and I go back a long way, Natalie, and I think that gives me certain rights.’
‘What sort of rights?’ she demanded scornfully.
‘The right to tell one another the truth, for starters.’
He leant across the desk and she steeled herself when she saw how grim he looked all of a sudden. She had a feeling that she wasn’t going to like what he had to say, but she couldn’t think of a way to stop him.
‘You’ve sold out, Natalie. You’ve swapped a career where you were doing an awful lot of good for one spent making money. Now, maybe you enjoy the cut and thrust of business and get a real buzz from it—I really don’t know. But can you put your hand on your heart and swear that what you’re doing now is anywhere near as fulfilling as nursing was?’
‘I’m not listening to this,’ she began, but he ignored her as he carried on.
‘Of course you can’t. And if you’d just admit that you were wrong to take on this job, you could come back to what you do best.’
‘Wrong?’
‘Yes!’ There was a touch of impatience in his voice now. ‘Oh, I’m sure you’ve done your best but you have to face facts, and fact number one is that you’re not a businesswoman. There must be hundreds of people better qualified than you who could do this job.’
‘You have no idea what this job entails!’ she shot back, scarcely able to believe his arrogance. Just who did he think he was to decide that she wasn’t making a success of running the company?
He shrugged, obviously unfazed by her anger. ‘I know that it involves making a lot of money.’
‘And that’s all there is to it? Making money?’ She tossed back her head and laughed. ‘You haven’t a clue, Rafferty! You’ve no idea what goes into running this company because if you had, you might change your mind.’
‘About the challenges entailed in making vast amounts of profit for its shareholders?’ He smiled thinly. ‘I don’t think so. Somehow I don’t think it would hold much appeal for me.’
‘How do you know when you’ve never tried it?’
‘I know that making money can never equate with saving lives. That’s what you’re trained to do, in case you’ve forgotten. You save people’s lives. You care for them when they’re sick and you make them better.’
He glanced around the beautifully appointed office with its stunning view over the River Thames and she could see the contempt on his face when he turned back to her. ‘Can you honestly say that what you’re doing now is more important than that? Because if you can, you’re not the woman I thought you were.’
Natalie felt a stabbing pain pierce her heart. Was her worth only to be measured by the number of lives she saved? She pushed back her chair and stood up, unwilling to sit there and listen to anything else.
‘You’ve said what you came to say and now I think you should leave.’
‘I’m not leaving until I get a proper answer from you.’
‘No, what you mean, Rafferty, is that you’re not leaving until I agree with you. That’s why you came, isn’t it? Because you intended to…bully me into falling in with your wishes!’
‘Bully you?’
He looked taken aback by the accusation but it was of little consolation.
