Their Meant-To-Be Baby. Caroline Anderson
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himself look at her, forced himself to meet her eyes instead of avoiding them as he had been.
‘I wouldn’t have thought we had anything to say.’
She flinched a little, but held her ground.
‘There’s a lot to say.’
‘Like why you didn’t answer my text?’
He saw her throat bob as she swallowed. ‘I didn’t get it—not until much later.’
‘That’s a lie. I saw it on your phone when I sent it so I know it arrived.’
‘But I didn’t see it on my phone. I didn’t have time to check until I got home—I was called in to work that morning.’
‘Sure you were.’
‘Why do you have to think the worst of me? I’m not lying, and it’s on record.’ She bit her lip, but her eyes looked troubled, and she gave a frustrated little sigh. ‘Look, Sam, I don’t want to do this here. Can we meet up later? Please?’
He propped himself against the desk, hands rammed in the pockets of his scrubs so he didn’t reach out to her, and studied her, trying and failing to read her expression. ‘OK,’ he conceded finally, massively against his better judgement—although where Kate was concerned he didn’t seem to have any judgement. ‘What time do you finish?’
‘Three. You?’
‘Technically five, but maybe later. We could go to a pub, I suppose,’ he offered grudgingly, but she shook her head.
‘No, not a pub. Where are you staying?’
‘With James and Connie, but there’s no way you’re going there.’
She frowned. ‘No, definitely not.’
‘Where, then?’
She bit her lip again and he felt almost sorry for it. ‘My flat?’ she offered, sounding as reluctant as him. ‘You could come round when you finish. Six o’clock-ish?’
He nodded, relieved that they were going somewhere private. ‘OK. Give me the address. Oh, and you’d better give me your phone number again in case I’m held up.’
She nodded, and he couldn’t help noticing that she looked wary. Almost—hunted?
‘Kate, I get that it was a one-night stand,’ he muttered, relenting a little. ‘I’m cool with that, and I didn’t want any more. I don’t,’ he added, feeling a twinge of guilt at the lie. ‘But you could have answered my text.’
‘And said what? Thanks for a great night, sorry I missed the chance to say goodbye when you sneaked out of the hotel room?’
‘I hardly sneaked—’
‘You could have woken me up. You could have just asked me—’ She broke off and gave another impatient little sigh and pulled the phone out of her pocket. ‘Tell me your number.’
She keyed it in, and his phone vibrated in his pocket. ‘OK, I’ve got it,’ he said, and put it into his contacts. ‘I’ll call you when I finish, give you a head’s up.’
‘I’ll text you my address. It’s the top-floor flat. Number three.’
She hesitated a moment, then turned away, leaving him puzzled and a tiny bit intrigued.
She probably wanted to set the ground rules for their relationship, he decided.
Well, that was easy. Hands off. He could do that.
He went back to work.
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