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CHAPTER FIVE
ОглавлениеIT WAS ABSOLUTE TORTURE, being in the ambulance with him. No words were exchanged because she wasn’t going to encourage conversation. It was better this way. Professional.
It was horrible.
He was so close. The warmth of his body firing her blood, making her pulse race. She felt like a girl who’d never been kissed. Any movement from him made her heart skip a beat, her body reacting to him. She wondered if he’d take her in his arms and do what she’d been fantasizing he’d do.
Oh, dear.
Maybe focusing on her career for so long hadn’t been the right course. Maybe if she’d dated more, gotten out more, she wouldn’t be acting this way. Only she hadn’t had any desire to date. No one had piqued her fancy.
Until George.
“What lake is that?” George asked, looking in her direction.
“Lake Huron.”
“Wow, the water is so blue!”
Samantha grinned. Goderich sat on a bluff and at certain points you could see Lake Huron. Even after a tornado had devastated the town, it was still one of the prettiest spots for miles. At least, that was her opinion.
“What color were you expecting it to be?” Samantha asked.
“I don’t know.” George grinned and glanced at her. “I guess grey.”
“Grey?”
“The first great lake I came across was Lake Ontario. I was visiting my sister in Toronto when she was going to medical college. I guess I just assumed they’d all be the same.”
“Tsk-tsk. You judged a book by its cover.”
George rolled his eyes and shook his head and she just laughed. He was so easygoing, but it was only rare times she saw this side of him. Usually he was aloof and distant and she couldn’t help but wonder which side of him was real.
Was it the stand-offish, polite version or that charming funny man with the dark twinkling eyes who made her heart skip a beat?
What was hiding beneath that veneer.
There was just something she couldn’t quite put her finger on, but she felt like maybe the aloof act was a wall meant to keep people out.
Nothing more was said as they drove into town and straight over to the hospital, where they parked at the emergency entrance.
“Do you have the paperwork?” she asked George as she put the ambulance in park and undid her seat belt.
“Right here.” George waved the clipboard and climbed out of the ambulance.
Samantha followed, but before they entered the hospital they were met by a physician.
“You the crew coming to transport Doris Hallman?”
“Yes,” Samantha said. “We’re to take her down to the hospital in London.”