I'm sorry that this is a short update, the next few chapters are going to be longer like Chapter 3 :)

I hope you're enjoying it so far!


"I'd completely forgotten about those." Jacob chuckled softly, with Connie still standing between his legs, her fingers still intertwined with his.

"I'm sorry for the distraction..." She looked at him now with a smile, the first he'd seen on her face in days.

"Oh, you don't look that sorry to me, sweet cheeks." She gave a slight laugh as she remembered their words, the morning after the first night they spent together. He had made her eggs and they had arrived to work together, much to the interest of the rest of the staff in the ED. Now all of the talk was centred on the reason for their attempts at mutual avoidance, however Charlie could happily amble back to the nurses' station to put those rumours to bed. No, she thought, Charlie didn't gossip. About her anyway, and that was something she was definitely thankful for.

"What're you thinking?" As he spoke, he straightened himself up and turned slightly, so he wasn't leaning anymore and the lower shelves weren't digging into his knees. He didn't let go of her hands, but now he really did tower over her.

"I missed you."

And with that, all of the moments in which Jacob had spent missing her surged through him, all at once. As he kissed her, he moved forwards and pushed her back into the door. She cupped her hands to his face, his hands moving upwards now from her waist to the sides of her ribs. She opened her eyes and turned her head so his lips caught her ear, and then her neck as she fumbled to the side of her for the lock. Once it had jerked over and clicked into place, she immediately wrapped her hands around his neck, pushing her tongue against his. She smiled against his lips as he took the stethoscope from her neck and let it skitter across the floor, before deftly nicking at the buttons of her shirt. As he untucked it from the waistband of her trousers, she removed her hands from his neck and tucked them inside the folding of his uniform, before hearing the satisfying scratching of Velcro being peeled away. His skin felt hot and taut with layers of muscle, his head now dropping to nuzzle her neck and trail kisses over her collarbone. She rolled her head back against the door as he reached her sternum, his fingers brushing the top lace trim of her bra.

They were interrupted by the bleeping of her pager from inside her trouser pocket. He groaned, but continued to kiss her, despite her protests. She brought a hand up to her face, using two fingers to silence him, before she flipped her hair and kissed him again, directing his hands back to her shirt. He did her buttons up slowly, and she closed a kiss before pushing him away to tuck it back into her trousers.

"You missed me too then?" she teased. He placed his hands back around her waist, before looking her up and down, as if inspecting her. He then patted down her fringe, and she rolled her eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me sweet cheeks, do you want us nurses gossiping about those flyaways?"

He then picked up her stethoscope from where it had landed, and positioned it back around her neck.

"Thank you, Staff Nurse Masters." She pecked his cheek, before stepping back, with her hand on the door handle.

"You'll talk to Grace with me, after shift?"

"Of course, Connie." He sighed, and watched her as she did up a button he had missed.

"What are you sighing at me for?" She didn't look up, so he stepped forward, closing the distance between them, and tilted her chin to his.

"What am I going to about you eh? If you're not being kidnapped by some maniac or falling through a ceiling, it's the other one's ultimatums, and it all impacts on me too you know. You Beauchamp girls do give me a lot of hassle."

She looked at him, eyebrows raised.

"It's a good job I love you, isn't it?"

She removed his hand from her face, and pecked his cheek before pushing down the handle.

"Shut up."