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      CHAPTER ONE

      PHOEBE pulled open the door of the kitchen cupboard and peered inside. ‘It looks as though we’re left with just cornflakes for breakfast,’ she said, studying the empty shelves. Taking down the packet, she gave it a light shake. ‘No, scrub that. It’s empty.’ She pulled a face and added in exasperation, ‘Why do you suppose anyone would put an empty packet back in the cupboard?’

      ‘Search me.’ Jessica flicked the switch on the kettle and began to rummage through the contents of the fridge. ‘Would you believe it, there’s no milk, either? I expect we can put that down to Alex, along with the cornflakes.’ She ran a hand raggedly through her long brown hair. ‘I must have asked him a hundred times to stop swigging it as if we keep a cow in the back garden. But does he ever listen? It’s in one ear and straight out the other.’

      Phoebe made a wry smile. ‘I guess he must have had a huge thirst after the party last night. I must say I thought he looked a bit the worse for wear this morning when I passed him on the stairs.’

      ‘He’ll be even more so if I get my hands on him—preferably around his throat, and with a light application of pressure…’ Jessica’s mouth formed a wicked grimace of intent as she positioned her hands to demonstrate. ‘He knows I need my coffee first thing in the morning.’ She frowned. ‘So where is he now, I wonder.’

      Phoebe closed the cupboard door. ‘He’s in the bathroom, I think, taking a long shower. He said he needs to clear his head for work this morning.’

      ‘Don’t we all?’ Jessica moved away from the fridge. ‘I was all geared up and ready to start work on Mr Kirk’s cardiac team, but now the time’s actually arrived I’m wondering if it’s going to be everything I thought it would be. I’ve heard he’s very cool, capable and efficient, but I’m not sure I’ll be able to match up to his standards. I struggled a bit with some of the cardiology lectures in med school, but I need the experience if I’m to go on to be a GP.’

      ‘You’ll be fine,’ Phoebe said firmly. ‘You’re only having doubts because your stomach is empty and your brain is feeling the effects of that. I wonder if there’s anything we can rustle up from the freezer? Hash browns, maybe?’ She looked doubtful. ‘Anyway,’ she added, getting to grips with the situation and swivelling around so that her blonde hair swished lightly before settling into place once more on her shoulders, ‘I suppose we could settle for black coffee. That would be better than nothing, wouldn’t it?’

      She lifted down mugs from a shelf and slid them onto the worktop. ‘At least that should help to revive us a bit. It was way late when we finally sloped off to bed, last night. I can’t imagine what we were thinking, having a party the night before starting a new rotation.’

      ‘That was it, probably.’ Jessica grinned. ‘A final fling before it’s heads down to some serious work again…that, and the fact that we have a new tenant to celebrate.’ Her eyes rolled heavenward. ‘The landlord must have had me in mind when he sent Connor to us. He’s exactly what I would have ordered up for myself if I’d had free rein. He’s stunning. Fabulous just doesn’t say it. He’s a real hunk, don’t you think?’ Her mouth quirked briefly. ‘Long and lean and vital—and those lovely grey eyes that seem as though they see right into your soul.’ She sighed. ‘What I wouldn’t give to get to know him better. You’re so lucky, Phoebe, knowing him from way back when.’

      ‘Hmm. Maybe.’

      ‘Maybe? Are you kidding?’ Jessica’s voice rose an octave. ‘How could you possibly keep your hands off him? He’s a stud.’

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