"Yeah, I mean... wouldn't Connie be better off here... to tell us what to do?" Donna pitched in as Connie shot her a smile,
"No... the fact you've never worked there is even more reason for you to experience it... I'll page you if I need you,"
"Fine," Connie forced a smile, before taking her time walking into the busy A and E department.
"Ahhh Mrs. Beauchamp, nice of you to join us," Adam smiled, introducing her to the large team. "This area here is our triage, all patients... when not stolen by doctors like yourself, are bought here first for assessment."
She nodded "Right,"
"Right," he smiled, "You ever worked in A and E before?"
"As a junior," she replied, "I loved it..."
"Until the world of Cardiothoracics gobbled you up," he replied, handing her an apron,
"Something like that Adam," she nodded, the way she said her name, taking him back to their extra curricular activities on his living room floor.
As she stood looking at a CT scan on the computer screen, she was all too aware as he stood behind her. His breath tickled her neck, making the hairs on her arms stand on end and want to experience his strong body all over again.
"You know, there is a CT report," he told her, his voice low and deep, making her shiver with want.
"I look at these all the time," she told him, purposely not turning around, "I could tell you exactly what the report says and more."
"I don't doubt that," he spoke quietly, his voice spilling over her like melted chocolate.
She turned around, looking up at him, unable to tear her eyes from him, "Is there something you wanted Dr. Trueman?"
"I just wondered if you'd had any one night stands lately?" He smiled, his dark eyes making her feel weak at the knees.
"No," she spoke quietly, "I'm not usually the type,"
"I don't doubt that either,"
"God... you're making it hard for me to breathe," she uttered, before her head could stop her.
"How do you think I feel?" He smiled, the two of them jumping and turning around as yet another casualty was bought in through the resus doors.
"Saved by the bell," she spoke quietly, her breathing slipping back into normal rhythm as he stepped away from her.
"You look unreal," he told her as he stood by her at the Holby Christmas ball.
"Don't do this," she whispered, leaning into him subconsciously,
"And you smell divine," he smiled, handing her a glass of rose, unable to take his eyes off her.
"Adam... you need to find someone who can give themselves to you completely," she smiled, "You are handsome and strong and intelligent and deserve someone who can give all of themselves to you."
"What if I don't want that? What if I want you?"
"You seem to want things you can't have," she told him, her voice softening, "You don't want me... you see I'm a mess," she smiled,
"No... you're not,"
"I admit, I hide it well," she grinned, sipping her wine, "But I... things aren't always what they seem. You don't want me... I'll end up hurting you," she admitted, the smile falling from her pretty face, "And I don't want to hurt you."
"What if I was willing to take that risk?" he asked, his voice spilling over her like it always did, the hairs on the back of her arms standing on end.
She shook her head, "Do you know how much I want to kiss you Connie?" He continued, "Do you know how much I want to scoop you up, take you to one of these rooms upstairs and feel you against me?"
She exhaled slowly, her insides tingling at his words, her eyes sparkling as she tried to turn him down, "You have to stop this," she told him, "Because we'll regret this... I'll regret this,"
He shook his head, "Connie,"
"Adam...I..." "Fine..." he smiled, "Dance with me?"
He held out his hand, watching as she took it gently, before leading her onto the dance floor, "Are you happy with him?" He asked as he held her close, her hand on his back as she rested her head on his shoulder,
"Don't ruin this song... I love this song," she spoke into his neck,
"Come on Adam, give someone else a chance," Ric smiled, leading Connie away from the A and E Consultant, not missing her look of thanks.
"If I didn't know better I'd say you were struggling not to kiss him," Ric smiled as they salsa danced quickly,
"Good job you know me better then," she smiled as he pulled her towards him,
"You could do a hell of a lot worse you know," Rich told her, watching as she raised her eyebrows,
"I'm just saying."