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

a squeak. A breathless, wanton squeak.
    ‘Hmm? Here. And here. Stroking. Touching. Rubbing .’ His fingers walked slowly from her shoulder, to her neck. To that sensitive dip above her collarbone. She curled instinctively into his touch. The fantasy and the danger threatening to send her over the edge. Before she knew it she’d be adding to that list.
    No’she’d be writing her own. How did it go? Hit him...? ‘And now you’re a walking, talking thesaurus?’
    ‘But you like it. I can tell.’
    She shook her head and closed her eyes. Take control.
    Five. Four. Three. Two. One. But counting backwards from three thousand probably wouldn’t be enough. She purposefully loaded her prosaic schoolmarm voice that she used with the unruly kids at work. ‘How about emigration? Castration?’
    ‘You’re getting the hang of it, but it needs work.’
    At the smirk on his face she hardened. ‘Look, Zachary. I told you before...I’m just not interested.’
    ‘So say it like you mean it and I’ll walk....’
    ‘Ahem. Now, now, children. Play nicely.’ Matt’s voice crackled loudly into Dani’s ear. ‘Can you two kiss and make up quickly, then get down here. Davide’s demanding to talk to you both about that newspaper photo. And I’m up to my neck in sticking plaster.’

CHAPTER FOUR
    ‘W HAT ?’ Z AC GLARED right back at the coach across the small treatment room. The interminable debrief was thankfully coming to an end and he would finally be able to get his head together. Impossible to do when the place was wall-to-wall with management suits and freshly laundered players. And only if he could get Matt off his case. He looked like he had a bad case of terminal indigestion’all bloated and blotchy faced. With Davide’s back turned the coach chopped his fingers across his throat. Stop. Zac interpreted. Cut it out.
    So what? He was a highly skilled professional, not some unruly hormone-crazed teenager. And he’d speak with Dani any way he liked. Even if it did mean out-of-bounds top-notch flirting. Because, well, she was good at it, and stopping would be such a waste. It wasn’t doing anyone any harm.
    Next time he’d make sure her earpiece was turned off.
    Next time... Okay. Sense flooded back with the blood to his brain. There shouldn’t be a next time.
    His head pounded. He’d so nearly kissed her. Temptation had pulled him closer to those divine lips, the smile hovering over her mouth attracting him like a bee to a honeypot. And God, yes, he’d been rattled by Manu’s attack on her. Some feral force inside him had made him want to protect her, and flatten Manu.
    His track record in protection didn’t exactly shine with excellence. So right now he needed to stop with this insane urge to save her and focus more on saving his job.
    Danatello turned and surveyed the group. His steely glare fixed each person in turn.
    ‘Not good enough, team. A narrow victory clawed from the jaws of defeat. We have to do better.’ Zac understood how the man had become so successful; he dominated the room, his voice like clear cut crystal.
    Like Zac’s own father Davide could wither people with a stare and failure wasn’t an option. But unlike Zac’s dusty, stuffy father with his padded elbows and baggy khakis, Davide had Mr Business written all over him. And with fat ruddy cheeks, rotund belly and periodic sharp intakes of breath he was a high-fat, high-stress heart attack waiting to happen. Although Zac doubted the boss would ever let him close enough with a stethoscope to check him out. ‘We need more pressure up front. Early attack. More focus . We’ll talk more tomorrow. Bed now, everyone. Apart from the doc and Dani, I need a quick word with you both.’
    Beside him, Zac felt Dani’s breathing increase and her body tense. His senses firing on full alert whenever he was near her was becoming a habit. The blood rushed from his brain back to his groin. Which seemed, so far, to activate his flirt mechanism and left