"Just because we slept together, does not mean you get to undermine me like that." Connie shouted as she followed Jacob into the staffroom, not noticing that several of her colleagues were in there. Upon coming to the realisation that they weren't alone, she stormed out of the staffroom and back to her office to sit in solitude.
Back in the staffroom all eyes were on Jacob, until Charlie left the room in the direction of Connie's office. Seeing Charlie move, prompted Jacob to run to catch up with him.
"I'll go." Jacob told him, after all it was him that had party caused the situation.
"I'm not sure that's the best idea, give me 15 minutes to talk to her and then go and see her." Charlie reasoned.
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"Connie?" Charlie asked as he opened the door but tapped lightly still before crossing the threshold.
"What?" She asked, not looking up in case he could spot any sign of weakness on her face. "Come in if you're going to, you're causing a draft."
"So you and Jacob?" Charlie asked, he was going to ease his way into the conversation but it seemed pointless now.
"There is no me and Jacob." She replied casually as she continued to reply to the email she was sending.
"Connie you deserve to be happy and I think Jacob could make you happy. We both know you want to be with him and from the flirting I've witnessed, I'm pretty sure he wants you too."
"Can I intervene here?" Jacob asked from the doorway, where he'd been standing for a few moments with neither of them having noticed. He walked a little further into the room, not waiting for a reply, before he produced a bouquet of red roses from behind his back. "I brought you these, I'm sorry about before Con and I do want you."
"I'll leave you both to it." Charlie excused himself, but he was quite sure that neither were listening, a thought that was confirmed when he received no reply.
"I don't do whatever this is in the workplace, so whatever happens is independent of this place. We stop being Connie and Jacob the moment we walk through reception, we become Mrs Beauchamp and Staff Nurse Masters again. I need you to understand that."
"Does that mean you want us to be together Queen B?" He asked as he pulled her into his arms, being wary about what she'd said about being inside the hospital. As her face neared closer to his, she looked him in the eye and nodded slightly. He placed a gentle kiss to her lips and then pulled away from her and walked towards the door.
"Remember what I said about stinging."
"I'll see you tonight?" He asked, knowing that he probably wouldn't see Connie again after her admission that she'd slept with him, and anyway there was a different between Connie and Mrs Beauchamp.
"Yeah, bring a bottle and come round." She replied, aware that anywhere else would be the reminder of Christmas which she was fully intending to ignore this year.
"I'll see you later then."
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Connie looked around at her house, wondering whether it was okay. In the kitchen, she had two glasses laying out and she'd made a pasta bake and was now just curled up on the sofa waiting for Jacob's arrival. Part of her was getting annoyed that he hadn't yet turned up, he was now running half an hour and Connie Beauchamp was someone who appreciated punctuality. She couldn't stop a smile from breaking across her face as she heard a car pull up outside her house, quickly she turned on the TV in an attempt to make it look like she'd not been waiting desperately for him.
"Sorry I'm late." He smiled as he placed a soft kiss to her cheek, before Connie stepped aside to let him in the house.
"Oh are you? I didn't notice." He raised his eyebrow at her response, not believing her but not commenting either.
"I hope you brought a bottle."
"Yeah, I left it in the car. I'll be back in a second." He told her quickly, hoping his plan was going to work as he went out to the car and returned with a big box.