Luke felt his nails dig into the palms of his hands. He stared at Reid trying to take him in. Standing in front of him after all these years, wearing black jeans and a black turtleneck jumper. That turtleneck would be perfect after I had - stop thinking about that! God he is so fucking hot. I cant believe he is here. Those jeans he is wearing are so tight. I wish I hadn't worn this shirt, I think it has a hole in it. I swear those jeans. Stop looking at his crotch idiot. Shit he is smirking, he caught me staring at his crotch. Oh god, stop blushing. Take a breath you fool. Calm down.

Yep, this is definitely not ideal.

Luke took a deep breath and closed his eyes, in a pathetic attempt at composing himself.

"Reid, hi. Hello. Um, so how are you?"

"I thought public speaking was your forte Mr Snyder? And its Dr Oliver to you."

Ouch, cold.

"Don't be a wanker Reid. What the hell are you doing here anyway?"

"Working, or soon to be. What the hell are you doing here Mr Snyder?"

"I meant why have you come back to Oakdale?"

"My decisions are of no concern to you. I, different to the rest of this town, dont feel the need to answer to Snyders"

"Dont be ridiculous. No one here answers to my family. I am -"

"I know exactly what you are. You are the person that happens to runs a company that had already donated money to my new wing. That is it. That is the extent of your involvement"

"If I knew you were going to be the result of my donation then I can sure as hell tell you I would not have made it."

"You will always be the spoiled little rich kid. Using your money to get your way. That's why you haven't left this small town all your life. Out in the real world you would have to rely on hard work. Something you know nothing about."

"Well feel free to turn around and leave this small town."

"Ha, I doubt that very much. I am here for now. I will be deciding what, where and when regarding the Neurology wing and as I am Chief of Staff – anything else relating to this hospital. Starting now with you Mr Snyder – you can leave."

"I was leaving anyway you arrogant bastard. Call me when you need my money to start the new wing."

It was not until the lift doors closed that Luke could take a breath. His palms were sweating, his mouth was dry and he couldn't quite decide if he wanted to bitch slap Reid, or drag him into the closest room and remember his smell, the way his hair felt or to trace his…

Get a grip you child. "I am a grown man. I can handle this. I run a shipping company, a charity foundation, a retirement village and a childcare centre. I can handle running into my ex boyfriend."

Who are you kidding Luke, you havent been in control of your life for years. Being near Reid is not helping.

Right, Reid thought to himself.

First meeting, sorted.

Verbal bitch slap, sorted.

Making sure he knows I am in charge, sorted.

Now, lets go and sort Dr Bob Hughes. The man who seems to think he is running a tuck shop - letting any odd bod come in a give their two cents worth. Well, not when I am in charge.

Reid knocked on the door that read Chief of Staff.

"Bob, Dr Reid Oliver. How are you?" as he shook the older mans hand. Looks like a grandpa that should have retired a long time ago.

"Ah, Dr Oliver. Lovely to meet you. How does it feel to be back in Oakdale? Have you sorted your accomadation?"

"Well, Oakdale is a bit of a hole, but my Neurology wing was always the appeal. I am staying with Katie. I thought I would come and meet you first, sort a few details, then take my luggage to her house."

"A hole? Oh, well some say quaint but I really think we are just an intimate community. But the new wing will really take Memorial into the 21st century. Did you say you were staying with Katie?"

"I am actually quite tired, I just wanted to drop in and introduce myself and as I said, finalise a few details."

"Sure. Where should we start, ah…."

"Well how about why the hell have you given Luke Snyder so much say in the set up of my Neurology wing? What the hell can a spoilt little rich kid contribute?"

"Dr Oliver, forgetting the fact that as a major donor, Luke Snyder has a history of successful business management locally and has a very intimnate understanding of the community's needs. He will be a real asest to this project."

"I doubt that very much. So as of now, he no longer needs to be involved – now that I am here."

"Oh I don't think you understand, his financial contirbutions have been significant. Even if I agreed with you, which I dont, part of the arrangement of the dontation is his involvement in the project."

"Bob, I am not happy about this."

Neither is Luke, Bob thought to himself. They just need to get to know each other. Everyone loves Luke and Luke doesnt have the capacity to dislike. "I have booked a table at the Lakeview for dinner – you, Luke and myself – for tonight."

Reid scowled at the older man. "I cant, Katie has arranged something" Reid lied. Hoping he could at least make himself be unavailable with Katie.

"Oh, I just spoke to her and she said she was happy to change plans."

Bloody small towns. "Wonderful."

"Well, I might call Luke and let him know. Anything else you wanted to discuss now? otherwise, I just have a few things to do..."

"No bother. Nice to meet you Bob. I will speak to you later to organise this pow wow tonight."

Reid turned and left the room, mumbling to himself the entire way to Katie's house.

He was distracted when he knocked on the door, not prepared for Katie to launch into his arms.