Resisting Her Rescue Doc. Alison Roberts
wasn’t until she’d found the paper on the bottom of the pile that Fizz realised why she’d wanted to see it again. There was something about the man who was the hero of this image that was pulling her back.
Attracting her...
And it had been a long time since she’d been aware of that particular kind of tingle. Had her self-imposed break from men gone on long enough to have run its course? Was she missing male companionship—not to mention great sex—enough to make it worth the risk of having to deal with someone who started wanting something more than she was prepared to offer?
More than she was capable of offering?
Maybe the attraction was simply there because they’d shared a dramatic incident and he’d been the one to tip the balance and make the good result of that rescue possible. Fizz could still feel echoes from that touch of his hand when he’d pushed hers aside to deal with unclipping that seat belt. And when he’d gripped hers to help her keep her balance when they’d been scrambling over those slippery rocks on their way back to dry land. How safe had that physical attachment to that big, solid man made her feel? Not that she needed anyone to make her feel safe but it hadn’t been unpleasant, that was for sure.
She could remember how deft his hands had been when he had been working with her to save that woman’s life on the beach. And that hint of laughter curling through a rather gorgeous accent when he’d said that her name suited her. It wasn’t just Cooper Sinclair’s accent that was gorgeous, either. Fizz stared at the photo. She’d noticed how big he was that day but she hadn’t taken any particular notice of his features—those intelligent eyes, that strong nose and chin. A mouth that looked ready to curl into what would probably be a cheeky smile at any moment.
Okay. The attraction wasn’t just to do with the situation they had both found themselves in. And it wasn’t just that she was over being celibate. This Cooper was something special. He was also a foreigner who might only be in the country for a limited amount of time, which could be a real bonus. If—and, given the impression she already had of him, it might be quite a big if—he was single, it was possible he might be interested in a friendship. One of those friendships that had benefits, even, and were as close to a conventional relationship as Fizz was prepared to allow.
She cast a somewhat furtive glance over her shoulder but she was still alone in the staffroom. Carefully, she ripped off the front page of this old newspaper and then folded and tore around the edges of that photograph. Then she folded the image until it became a small square that she slipped into the pocket of her scrubs tunic.
It was an odd thing to do but...she might want to have another look at it later. When she wasn’t in danger of being interrupted.
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