I felt so certain Jacob had been in my office, so sure but as he continued on with the status quo I began to doubt it. He hadn't mentioned or hinted at it, there was no innuendos made, was it just a figment of my imagination? Did the moment exist or had he really effected me so deeply. Rattled me in such a way that had me unsure as to what was happening and the thing that worried me most, that moment had left me wanting more. Wanting to see him, to be the focus of his attention, I wanted him to gaze at me longingly. I found myself watching him across the department, trying to analyse his behaviour, wondering what was his game. Maybe he was enjoying the chase and I was just a players prize, it felt wrong and the thought hurt me more than I should probably let it.

I had myself convinced it was game over, he'd proven he could have me if he so desired, that he'd moved on and I'd soon witness him using his flirtatious nature on some young nurse.

I find myself confused and hoping I was wrong.

...

The shift had been long and gruelling, anything that could go wrong did, usually Connie would find some sort of admin work to occupy her evening but not tonight. She was happy to be leaving the place behind even if it was for a few hours.

"How are you doing sweetcheeks?" Came the all to familiar greeting, his pet name for her that had succeeded in driving her round the bend not so long ago was now a source of comfort and a glimmer of hope.

She looked to her left to see Jacob fastening up his coat as he surveyed the torrential down pour just like she'd been doing. "I'm fine." she sighed.

"Really? Because I feel like I've been to hell and spat out the other side...that was one shift I'd quite happily forget..." he watched her a second, taking in her appearance when something occurred to him. "...what you waiting for?" he wondered why she was still stood under the overhang of the E.D.

"I was waiting for the rain to ease off." she told him as if it was obvious.

"But your car is right there?" his frown broke into a smile. "Your not afraid of a bit of rain are you?" he nudged her shoulder playfully.

"Don't be ridiculous..." she rolled her eyes. "...I was just taking a moment...I was hoping for some peace...but then..." she gestured to him. "...here you are." She wondered when her annoyance with him became an act, when had she started pretending to dislike his his company.

There it was, that smirk, he had her pegged without even trying. "I think you don't want to get wet."

Connie ignored him, instead looked up at the dark sky cursing that he could read her so well yet it amazed her all at the same time, that for so many years she'd been a closed book then Jacob Masters walked into her life and he was quite casually flicking through her pages. The thought sparked the desire to prove him wrong or at least make him think he was wrong. "Goodnight staff Nurse Masters." she said and set off walking, she wished she could see the the smugness drop from his face as she strolled to her car.

When she was only a few feet away from the sanctuary of the Mercedes Connie could hear the sound of someone running in her direction, feet splashing through the puddles. "What now?" She turned and asked conscious of the fact she now looked like a drowned rat but it was soon forgotten. Jacob grinned down at her, he looked just as drenched as she felt. She tried turning back to her car when it was obvious he had nothing to say, she could feel the rain begin to seap through her clothes.

Jacob stopped her, he slid his hands up her shoulders until they rested against her jaw, his touch sent a heat raging through her body and she could feel herself responding, silently calling out to him, wanting more of his warmth.

He stroked a thumb across her bottom lip. "I want to kiss you."

"What?" she wondered if she'd heard him right.

"I want to kiss you." he repeated, his eyes flickering down to her lips.

There in that moment she felt herself being drawn in despite the voice inside her head shouting he's a player, but as his head dipped towards her she blocked the voice out. Was she going to let him kiss her?

As if on que the sound of the ringtone she'd assigned Grace began to play in her pocket. What is it they say? Saved by the bell. "Sorry I need to take this." the decision was taken out of her hands and she wasn't sure how happy she was about it.

Jacob nodded his understanding reluctantly pulling away. "I'll see you tomorrow sweetcheeks." he turned and walked away leaving Connie feeling bereft at the loss of his touch.

"Hey sweetie..." she answered the phone while climbing into her car, through the condensation covered window she could she Jacob jog into the pub, shoulders slumped.

He looked back, as he reached the door he looked back and it warmed Connie to her core.