"How's Megan today? Any better?" His eyes were attempting to focus on the mountain of paperwork in front of him as Duffy seemed to be doing her best to distract him. She passes him his coffee as she smiles at him before she perches herself on his desk, something she always found comfy.
"She's seemed to be fine today. Still tired and not got her cheekiness back yet but she's getting there. Thanks. Now drink." She pushes the mug closer to him ,considering removing the paperwork from his view. "Before I remove your paperwork."
"Okay Okay! You win!" He finally relaxes in his seat and glances up towards her before taking a glad drink of his coffee. "You distract me far too much from paperwork you do."
She grins in reply at first, fully intending on helping him with the paperwork later. "I know. Don't you just love having me back?" Winking she takes a drink of her own cup of coffee as he laughs, rolling his eyes, replying a bit too sarcastically. "Oh of course!" Play hitting him for his words she turns her head, pretending to huff.
"Hey I'll go tell Eve I don't want that job if you don't shut your trap."
"Don't you dare! You told Andrew yet?" She appeared worried as she climbed off the desk and sat in the chair next to him, focussing on the mug in front of her.
"No. Not yet."
"You start next week Duffy!"
"I know! I'll tell him tonight." Adding in her head 'if he turns up before midnight.' "He already said I'd apply for the first job that came up here. But he made it clear he only wanted me to work part time at the very most."
"It's not up to him Duffy. You've every right to work."
"I know. Anyway give me some of that paperwork before you really get behind." Smiling he hands her a pile of the mountainous paperwork.
"You'll regret saying that. I thought you were finished."
"I am. But you need help." Anything was better than going home to Andrew. The kids would be in bed anyway. She'd be alone with Andrew.
It was another three hours before she left to go home, a bit later than she had planned on but who cared? It was Charlie that reminded her just how late it was. Andrew was waiting for her by the time she'd walked home. Typical, the one time he bothered to finish work on time was the one time she stayed late. At least she'd rang to inform her mum she'd be late, she'd felt guilty but her mother had told her to stay as late as she needed too. Something she'd didn't say often and she didn't understand really why she was happy for her to be working but she took advantage of it regardless.
"Your late home."
"Makes a change fro you been late doesn't it?"
"You promised me you wouldn't get sucked back into working so much Lisa." She rolls her eyes, making sure he sees, before removing her coat and sitting on the chair at the other side of the room. She was grumpy and tired and her words came out before she thought about them.
"You promised to love me till death do us part. You didn't." Outraged he jumps to his feet. How could she say that?!
"I DO love you!" She was cold, so bloody cold. She barely looked at him, just down at her feet.
"Funny way of showing it."
"Lisa please! I just don't want you overworking. I love you! I care about you!" Her eyes were still emotionless, careless as she got of the seat. Up close to him she looks up at him finally.
"I don't care. No you don't. Your stuck. You just expected me to agree with every choice you made, never asked me. You told me! You told me about moving to London with you. Never asked. Told me about marriage. That is why I broke it off. I am my own person Andrew! I will not be told! I've been offered a permanent job at Holby and I took it. I can make choices on my own too you know. Now just leave me alone!"
"It was what people did then Lisa! What was expected! You were pregnant of course I wanted to marry you! You what?!"
"It wasn't! Expected yes but not what as right! You didn't want to. Not then! We barely knew each other! If you'd asked me, not told me, I might have thought otherwise. Yes you heard right. I'm going back to work. Properly and there isn't anything you can do about it!" With that she was out the room and half way up the stairs before he could react. Damn woman! Why on earth did he ever want to get married?
