not a greenhorn, Red. I’ve done the training, know where everything is kept, how to activate the winch, how to use the radio.’ Exasperation tinged his voice.
‘Still, each ‘copter has a slightly different configuration. You might as well take a look with Dave while it’s quiet.’
Jack shook his head. ‘And I thought I was in charge.’
‘Not until tomorrow.’ Ruby winked at him. ‘And only once you’ve been out for three retrievals.’
Not entirely true but the crews checked out a newbie on the first few trips before accepting him or her completely. Being an A and E specialist with loads of experience wouldn’t save his backside. Working with the limited resources they carried in the helicopter was very different from being in a fully equipped emergency department, not to mention the situations they often found themselves in.
Ruby saw a frown developing on Jack’s forehead. He’d hate her telling him to take a back seat, but he’d better get used to it. The other crew members would be tougher.
His eyes narrowed. ‘Three? First I’ve heard of it.’
‘Don’t tell me that you didn’t keep an eye on any new staff in the emergency department?’
‘Of course I did. It goes with the territory,’ he snapped.
Where had that come from? ‘Relax, we’re a friendly lot. You’ll be a perfect fit in our team.’
Jack blinked, flexed and shook his hands, loosened his shoulders, then pushed a cautious smile across his mouth. ‘You’re presuming I haven’t taken up any edgy hobbies lately.’
‘You betcha.’ One thing she could be sure of, he didn’t do edgy. Except he was now learning to fly. For Jack, that really was putting himself out there, a bit like hanging off a cliff on a dodgy rope. Who was this Jack? She didn’t entirely recognise him and yet he looked the same. More mature, more handsome, sexier than ever but still the same. Yet something was different. That flicker of doubt in his eyes, that sudden annoyance with her, for starters.
Maybe she was looking too hard. More likely he was reacting to seeing her again. Not easy for either of them.
Ruby headed for the hangar before she got tangled up in trying to solve the puzzle. The next four months would give her plenty of time to sort Jack out. Not to mention her own mixed-up feelings towards him.
Jack’s hands gripped his hips as he watched Red lug those bags across the tarmac. She displayed all the nonchalance of a weightlifter. Her slight, short frame was taut, her boots heavy as they trod the concrete. She’d already got to him. Anger flared quickly, fizzed along his veins. This was supposed to be the start of a whole new life for him, not a revisiting of the old one. He’d broken his heart over her once. That had been bad luck. To let it happen again would be plain careless.
If he had known she was back in town, would he have quit his Head of Department position? Damn right he would have. Ruby had long given up the right to alter his life decisions. And this job was the result of those decisions.
He tossed caution aside, and called, ‘Hey, Red, I’m going to give you a hand.’
She turned slowly, balancing carefully, smiling widely, fixedly. ‘Got two perfectly good ones of my own, thanks.’
A familiar ‘don’t fool with me’ look had snapped into her big green eyes. Was it because he dared to question her capabilities? Was she more confident these days? Or better at hiding her insecurities?
Jack tried to grin back. He didn’t do so well. ‘That was my last offer.’
‘No worries.’
Was she favouring her left leg? ‘Did you jar your leg when you jumped down? You look like you’re limping.’
Her smile tightened further, warning lights switched on in those piercing eyes. ‘I’m perfectly fit, thank you.’
‘I don’t doubt you are but I’m allowed to show an interest in my colleagues.’ With a fierce flick of his shoulders he filed her limp in the dossier in his mind. For now. Remain aloof with her. Do not get involved. Was there a textbook on how to behave around ex-girlfriends?
‘She’s a tough one,’ Dave said behind him. ‘Doesn’t like any of the men singling her out to give her a break with some of the heavy stuff.’
Huh? Since when? ‘Ruby wasn’t always like that.’ Jack clambered inside the gleaming red helicopter. ‘Guess I don’t know her as well as I used to,’ he added as he looked around the compact interior. At last the excitement he was supposed to feel for this job began leaking into him.
‘People change,’ Dave muttered.
Jack winced. Yeah, that was exactly why he was here instead of running the emergency department. ‘I’m sure we’ll get along just fine.’
Dave said, ‘Funny thing but Ruby’s tough-girl attitude actually makes all of us try to do more for her than you’d normally expect. On and off base. All the crews are close, and we spend a lot of time together, but with Ruby we seem to go those extra miles, if you know what I mean?’
‘I’ll keep that in mind.’ And keep my distance. Going the extra mile might take him a lot closer to Red than was healthy for his future plans. Or for his body if his overheated reaction when he’d held her minutes ago was anything to go by. How would he put distance between them when they were stuffed inside this cramped area?
‘Good.’ Dave turned back to the stretcher he was cleaning.
Jack studied the man he’d be relieving. ‘You worried I’ll have scared her off by the time you come back?’ Ruby would go, but not because of him. Moving on was her modus operandi. Ironic that soon he would be heading away too.
‘We’ve got an excellent group of very professional people working here now and I’d hate to see the status quo change. If my wife hadn’t gone and bought our tickets and booked our tours, I probably wouldn’t be going to Europe this year.’ Dave’s brow creased. ‘Which is why Gail did it, of course. Women are very crafty, aren’t they?’
‘They can be.’ But not Red. She was more like a moth continuously flying at the light, getting nowhere. Always a tight coil of tense muscles with a sharp tongue to match. Jack used to wind her up just so they could kiss and make up later. He’d be wise to remember that in the weeks to come and ignore any outbursts. There’d be no making up now. Forget those heady kisses, the hottest sex he’d ever experienced and a lot of plain old fun and laughter. Forget how she could melt into absolute sweetness at the most unexpected moments.
Start with remembering her name was Ruby. Not Red. And that she wasn’t his type of woman. He took another glance outside, his eyes tracking the one woman he’d ever cared about. His gut twisted. Red’s sassy butt still swayed saucily. Sex in boots. Hot sex in a jumpsuit. ‘It’s been a while.’
Since he’d seen her. Since he’d held her in his arms and kissed her senseless. Since—Stop. Tormenting himself would only lead to trouble. But she’d felt wonderful when he’d lifted her up against his chest minutes ago. Warm, lithe, exciting.
‘Odd that she didn’t mention knowing you.’ Dave’s words crashed into his brain, slamming
