I hope you are all safe and well, during this chaotic and uncertain time!

Wash your hands you detty pigs!

(This chapter is for Luc!)

From the moment Fenisha walked through the door, the attraction was instant. Will stared at her for so long in awe that he wasn't paying any attention to his patient. Who consequently threw up on him. But he still continued to stare at her, completely taken in.

Their first shift together was chaos, but the flirting still continued. Fenisha was just as taken in by Will as he was taken in by her. Sparks were definitely flying all over the place and they weren't the only ones who noticed.

Robyn had noticed how Will's attitude changed whenever Fenisha reappeared. He was always loud and obnoxiously charming when he flirted with women, but with her he was soft spoken and chose his words a little more carefully.

Whilst treating Fenisha in cubicles, the tension was strong. They both felt oddly comfortable with each other, even though they'd only known eachother for a few hours.

Smitten definitely was an understatement for both parties.

Will agreed to meet Fenisha in the local pub. They were both excited to see each other in a non professional way. Even though they'd spent the day flirting rather unprofessionally.

Will was rolling a cigarette outside when Fenisha tapped him on the shoulder. It made him jump and drop his filter tin. Clattering as it hit the ground. He gave her a playful look of annoyance, which made her laugh. She kindly helped him pick up the filters he'd dropped before they went inside.

They found a small table in the corner. Mainly so they could hide from Ethan if he happened to show up.

Soon tequilas were being necked and the pair were giggling like school children. The sexual tension in the air grew thicker as each alcoholic beverage went down. They were shifting closer to one another until Will tipsily got up and announced that he needed a cigarette. He invited Fenisha to join him and she did. Getting her coat and stumbling out the door behind the man she was fond of.

It was dark outside, the lamps on the wall of the pub lit the area but only by a fraction. They seemed to light the mood.

Somehow Will managed to roll a smokeable cigarette. Fenisha sat on the bench next to him, shivering slightly in the cold air. Will noticed this and gave her his jacket, putting it around her shoulders gently.

'You are so lovely!' Fenisha slurred, making Will smile.

'You aren't so bad yourself!' Will tried to joke to ease the tension, but nothing could shift it.

Will went to light his cigarette and found it being taken out of his mouth and replaced with a tender kiss instead. The sparks had now turned into full on fireworks and no one was complaining.

The next morning Fenisha opened her eyes and momentarily panicked when she realised she wasn't in her own room. She looked around and saw clothes all over the floor, before averting her eyes to the man peacefully sleeping next to her. Suddenly her hangover then caught up with her and she winced in pain.

Fenisha smiled at Will sleeping soundly next to her. She watched him sleep for a while before shaking him gently, knowing he'd have a hangover as well.

Will opened his eyes and looked straight at the woman next to him. He smiled at her before realising he also had a hangover.

'How much did we drink last night?' He asked quietly.

'Too much!' Fenisha replied.

They both giggled softly before lying back down, tangling themselves up in one another.

Will had never felt this way about anyone before and neither had Fenisha. Could this be the start of something great?