I was struggling more and more to hide my feelings. This never happened. Jac Naylor doesn't feel; everyone knows that. Why was this junior doctor having this effect on me? Oh no I'm staring again. Hang on... something's wrong. She's on the phone but she's definitely not okay. She starts to sob and I sprint over to catch her before she hits the floor. I hold her and realise I'm going to have to tell her- I don't know if I'm ready for this- No junior has ever had an effect on me- She makes me feel- As much as I try I can't get her out of my head- I've got to tell her- I can't keep pretending anymore- I wouldn't have come over to hug any other colleague and I think she knows that too.

It feels good to be so close to her. I think I'm falling for her and I can't be there for her just in terms of work. She's... different somehow. All week I've been weird around her she must've noticed by now. I try to act as stand-offish but I care about her in a way I don't usually care about anyone. I want her. I glance over her shoulder to see Guy looking at us and he just walks away. When Zosia's sobs ease I whisper to her to go to my office and I tell her I'll meet her there. I go to the kitchen and make us both a hot drink.

"Dr Ma- Zosia?"

She looks up at me through her beautiful dark, tear-redden eyes and my heart ached for her. "You never call me Zosia."

"I think these circumstances are very different Zosia. I- um brought you this." I said handing her the mug.

"Thank you." She said her voice wavering.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"I should have been there... I should have been there..."

I rushed over to her on the sofa just as she fell apart again.

"Zosia it's not your fault."

I pulled her into me and held her tightly until she stopped crying. She sat up and looked me in the eyes. I rested my hand on her face and wiped her final tear away with my thumb.

"Ms Naylor?"

"I need to tell you Zosia, I think of you as more than a colleague..." I trailed off as her eyes widened. "It's okay if you don't-"

"Jac, I've wanted you since I first saw you. At first I thought I just I wanted to be like you but it's more than that." Now it was my turn to look like a rabbit caught in the headlights. She traced her finger over my bottom lip and a shiver shot down my spine.

"I didn't think the ice queen could feel."

"Never slow to remark as usual Zosia."

"I learnt from the best, Ms Naylor."

I kissed her gently and she responded immediately. It was intense and I was completely consumed by it.

"I don't want to be alone tonight Jac."

"Is that really a good idea?"

"Jac please I can't be alone."

"You live with Dr Copeland am I right?"

"I can't Jac. I should've been there. Dom won't want to be around me." She began to tremble again.

"Fine. If you come home with me you're not coming in tomorrow though."

"But I want to work-"

I looked into her eyes and she surrendered.

"Well we both ought to get changed really. You go first, I need to tidy the office a little."

As Zosia wandered to the locker room she wondered how what was happening was happening. She'd wanted it for so long but never thought it could happen. But then Arthur...

I'm so pleased she felt the same. I didn't ever think it would happen but I have to remember she's just lost a best friend. She might not want me as much as she says she does. She should be done changing by now right?

I walked into the locker room to find her half dressed, standing in a bra, skirt and tights shaking with silent tears staring out the window. I hurried over to her hugging her from behind before she turned to face me.

"I'm so sorry, Jac." Zosia spoke shakily, trailing off.

"Shhh it's all going to be okay, I'm here now."

"I lov-"

"Dr March? I'm not sure we're there yet."

She looks up at me with her beautiful eyes and I can feel myself thawing.

"I need to get changed too Dr March. Please, don't watch." She resumed her viewpoint out of the window, courteously, as I made my way to my own locker. Soon she resumed changing and when she'd finished I could feel those eyes on me. Immediately insecure I quipped "Dr March, is there a problem?" without turning around.

"Um- no not at all Ms Naylor."

"May I suggest you wait in my office? I'll be there shortly."

"Why?"

I fixed her with an icy stare and she backed down instantly. I hate being watched, I always feel like I'm being scrutinised. Doctor March and her perfect features only serve to make that worse, let alone we've only just confessed feelings for each other. Maybe I was too harsh there though... no. I wasn't too harsh. Anyone else and I would've threatened them, aggressively. Somehow, without even trying, she softens me. I might even go as far to say I like it.