She watched him avidly. His hands craftily manipulating the suturing of patient's wound, that lay before their very eyes. Eyes completely locked in a gaze, admiring his methods, listening to every word he spoke softly, as he explained every detail to her. After all, she was a determined young lady, knowing what she wanted right from the very start. To be at the top like he was. She glanced up at him as he finished the job off, noticing his crystal blue eyes, still fully concentrating on the procedure. She tried to snap herself out of the daydream she was currently in, but found it practically impossible. Thoughts and feelings buzzed through her head, all completely new, never felt before.
'Connie?' a voice asked softly. Immediately snapping out of it, she recomposed herself, forcing a small smile in the direction the voice originated from. She repeatedly told herself she was being ridiculous. Falling for your own consultant? The same thoughts returned as she tried to flush them away, denying any sort of feelings she was naturally inclined to experience for the man that stood before her.
'Are you ok? You don't seem yourself this afternoon…' continued the masculine voice, obviously sounding concerned, after noticing her unusual behaviour. She gave him a reassuring nod, clearly not up for continuing the conversation. Oblivious to what was flooding through her mind, he turned around heading out of the theatre. She slowly followed him, still besotted with thoughts that she was newly experiencing.
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Up on the ward, she continued to watch his every move. Picking up a pen delicately, elegantly signing patient discharge forms, passing them back to the ward sister, smiling warmly at her as she took them from him. Every detail fascinated her entirely. It filled that part of her that had remained empty for the majority of her youth. She couldn't help but feel this way. He continued to head towards his office, she still followed him. She leant against the door frame slightly, as he threw a few documents on his desk. He looked up at her, noticing her beautiful eyes, imagining the wonderfully curvaceous body beneath the scrubs she wore. A smile emerged slightly across his face, still taken aback by the sight of her before him. She bit her lip ever so slightly, before breaking their silent stare into each other's eyes. 'I…er…better be going, end of my shift.' She announced nervously, gently backing away from the door, standing solely out on the corridor.
'See you tomorrow,' he replied, looking at her for one last time, before shuffling bits of his paperwork around, secretly glancing at her as she began to depart from his sight. He followed her path past his office, and out of view.
She silently opened the door to the staff room, making her way towards to her locker. Opening it, she took out her suit trousers and a smart frilly blouse. She removed her scrub top, revealing her cream coloured skin and slipped on her blouse, which fitted perfectly around her curves. Sliding out of the trousers and into her own she looked up into the mirror, watching her own moves, mind still infatuated with feelings for her consultant, her teacher, her guidance for the past 6 months. She stepped into her heels as she placed her scrubs back into the locker, now pulling out her bag, before closing it firmly. She ruffled her hair a little, until she was satisfied with her image. She hung the bag from her elbow, took a deep breath, and left the room.
She made her way down the corridor, in the direction of the lift, passing his room once again. This time, the lights were switched off and she could see no sign of him inside. She stepped inside the lift, pressing the button for the ground floor of the hospital. A few long seconds later, she entered the outdoors, turning towards the direction of the car park. She located her small petite car, catching sight of him as he drove past. He didn't notice her there, but she continued to admire him as he turned onto the main road, heading home. She smiled to herself as she opened the door to her car, sitting herself before the steering wheel and starting the engine, ready to make her way home.