The Last Doctor She Should Ever Date by Louisa George Read Free Book Online

that needed to be dealt with quickly. Even though she was loath to admit, Zac had so far proved to be a skilled doctor and negotiator.
    She couldn’t help but steal just another quick glimpse of his face. The tiny dimple that winked at her with every smile. The deep warmth in those dark brown eyes. The strength in the arms that had almost carried a grown man off the pitch. She knew how it felt to be wrapped in them and had a wicked ache to be there again.
    A roar reverberated around the crowd. No. She’d missed something important. She turned quickly to watch the replay on the large TV screen.
    A try! A try by the Jets, nudging them into a draw. One swift conversion kick and they’d be in the lead. Along with the rest of the crowd she held her breath as Jaxon stepped up to kick. She had to hand it to him; he always seemed so self-assured. Like Zac. That God-given confidence that some men had in abundance. That Zac wore like a comfortable suit.
    The ball flew over the bar. The final whistle blew. Game over. They’d won. One hurdle down, another two hundred to go.
    She blew out a breath and forced more air back into her lungs. Her father would be pleased. That would make her existence happier until the next game in a few days. No major injuries, excepting a head injury.
    She just had to remember to concentrate on the game and not on that alluring dimple.
    ‘You okay, Daniella?’ Zac caught her up along the player’s tunnel en route to the treatment room. The way he said her name made her stomach flip. No one ever called her that unless she was in serious trouble, but he made it sound pretty. Sexy. It had been a very long time since she’d felt sexy. So she was definitely in trouble. ‘I see a lot of icing and strapping in your future.’
    Concentrate on work. ‘Yes, but nothing too major, apart from Manu. They’ll all live.’
    He touched her arm, stopped her in her tracks and waited until the tunnel had emptied. ‘Are you okay?’
    ‘Sure. Why?’ The way he looked at her with such concern was disconcerting. Did he think she was weak? ‘You think I can’t handle this?’
    ‘Absolutely you can. I’ve no doubt at all.’ His hand reached out towards her cheek for a split second, then he appeared to have second thoughts. ‘You looked a bit shaken when Manu lunged at you. I was worried.’
    ‘Whoa? Pretty Boy turning soft?’ Please don’t do this. Don’t be nice. Nice is too difficult to resist . ‘I could have handled it. I’m not a helpless cavewoman, even though you act like a Neanderthal.’
    ‘I can’t help it.’ He grinned, leaned over and whispered close to her ear. Once again his hot breath tickled her skin. Heat pooled in her abdomen, then rippled out in wave after wave of disturbing but delicious sensations through her body. ‘You bring out the caveman in me, all restless and fighting and needing to protect.’
    ‘Well, go and protect someone else. Somewhere else. I hear there are a lot of damsels in distress in Siberia. Mongolia?’ Anywhere but in this deserted dark tunnel. ‘We’ve got to go and run the injury clinic. The last thing I need is more ill-informed gossip.’
    ‘We could give them something to gossip about.’ His lips curled into a tantalising smile. He watched her reaction, seemingly mesmerised by the emotions she knew were crossing her face. So much for avoidance tactics. No matter how hard she tried to remain impartial about him, she failed.
    His smile reached dark brown eyes that promised her a million sins. ‘I’ve been thinking about that sex ban. I’m compiling a list of all the things we could do that don’t involve the actual act. More like sex-free sex. Everything...but.’
    Now his hand touched her shoulder, firing intense shivers of heat into her stomach. His voice, deeper, edgier. ‘So how about you help me come up with a few ideas? I vote for...stroking first. Lots and lots of stroking.’
    ‘Zac.’ She tried for a warning tone, but it came out more like