One Kiss In Tokyo.... Scarlet WilsonЧитать онлайн книгу.
chest and arms. The scrubs were cutting into the muscle around the top of his arm. It was clear he worked out.
Another one. Cheeky. Sassy. Following her about the place. Most scattered when they found out who her father was. Well, not really her father, but as good as. The odd newcomer had thought it a challenge to try and date the Major General’s daughter. But she’d learned quickly.
It had only taken overhearing one conversation. A few sentences from one airman to another—that dating the General’s daughter would be a fast track to promotion—to make her stomach turn over and her blood boil.
She was immune. Immune to the too-long hair, twinkling eyes and defined muscles. She was immune to the cheeky innuendo and admiring glances.
No matter how cute the overall package.
‘I’m sure you can find someone else to show you where to eat.’
‘But what if I want you to show me?’
She shot him a beaming smile. ‘I’m busy.’
He lifted her stethoscope off her neck. ‘No. You’re not. Your duty shift finished four hours ago.’
She raised her eyebrows. ‘And yours doesn’t even start until tomorrow.’
He placed his hand across his heart. ‘Just shows you what kind of guy I am. Dedicated. Hard-working. Selfless.’
She grabbed her stethoscope back and started to walk down the corridor towards the changing rooms. ‘Big-headed.’
‘Ouch.’ He gave a little stagger against a wall. He was still smiling at her. ‘First Lieutenant Williams, is that how you treat a fellow airman?’ He’d raised his voice a little and she could see heads turning in their direction. He opened his arms. ‘I’ve travelled halfway around the world. Billeted here at short notice. Walked in and worked a fourteen-hour shift.’ He shrugged his shoulders at two other amused staff members walking towards them. ‘I didn’t have time to check in with the housing officer and find out where I’m staying, let alone have something to eat.’ He gave them a conspiratorial smile. ‘Is this the kind of welcome Okatu gives new staff members?’
Katsuko felt the rush of heat into her cheeks. This guy was actually getting to her a little.
Caleb, one of the nurses, shook his head as he moved past and tutted. ‘Shocking.’ It was obvious he was trying not to laugh.
‘Not so much as a cup of coffee,’ added Seiko, one of the aerospace medical technicians.
It was odd. Avery’s grin was almost infectious. She could feel the edges of her mouth turning upwards even though she was willing them not to. She might not have paid enough attention before, but he did look tired. Who knew how many hours he’d travelled before he’d done an unexpected shift? And she couldn’t remember him taking a break at any point. The guy must be starving.
Avery shrugged. ‘Or maybe you have someone waiting for you at home?’
The flush in her cheeks warmed even more. Nothing like asking if she was single. What was worse was that she could see the exchange of glances between her colleagues.
Katsuko threw up her hands. ‘Fine. Fine.’ She glanced at her watch. ‘I’ll phone Barney, the housing officer, and we can pick up your keys before I show you where to eat.’
‘Food!’ exclaimed Avery. ‘It’s been so long I don’t even remember what it tastes like.’
He was walking right alongside her, so close their arms were almost brushing together. She bumped him with her hip and laughed as he lost his balance. ‘Cut it out, drama king. I’ll give you ten minutes to shower and get back into your dress uniform. If you’re not outside in ten I’m leaving you behind.’
He gave her a wink as he backed into the changing room. ‘Not a chance. I’m all yours.’
She gulped. The new guy was too smart for his own good. Too sassy. And a whole lot too sexy.
One of her colleagues gave her a nudge. ‘Hmm... Dr Flynn? Is he single? Because if he is, I’ll fight you for him.’
* * *
Ten minutes later she emerged from the changing room and walked straight into the chest of Avery Flynn.
‘Oof!’
He grinned. ‘I got you back. And at least I didn’t leave you sprawling on the floor.’
She straightened her blue jacket. She’d spent longer than she usually did getting changed. For some strange reason she’d felt the urge to check her make-up and spray on some perfume.
‘Maybe next time you won’t get in the way.’
If he’d looked good in the scrubs he looked even better in the dress uniform. The pale blue shirt and dark jacket fitted his frame perfectly. His eyes swept up and down her quickly, taking in the regulation skirt, her legs no longer hidden in scrubs. She resisted the temptation to clear her throat.
He waved his arm in front of him. ‘Lead on, then, First Lieutenant. I’d hate to get in the way.’
She rolled her eyes and started walking. ‘Are you always going to be this annoying?’
His backpack was slung over his shoulder and his darned fedora was in his other hand. At least he wasn’t trying to wear it while he was in uniform. He fell into step alongside her. ‘Believe me, I’ve got annoying down to a fine art.’
He pushed open the door and held it for her. She swept through in front of him. ‘I bet you have.’
She pointed in one direction. ‘Let’s go this way. We’ll pick up your keys from the housing officer. I gave him a call and he told me where he’d leave things for you.’
Avery frowned and looked at his watch. ‘Is that the time? I’d no idea it was so late.’ He nudged her with his elbow. ‘Just as well I’m with you. The housing office would be closed at ten o’clock at night.’
She started crossing the road. ‘It might surprise you but we have lots of night-time deployment flights. The housing officer has a page. He wouldn’t have minded if you’d called him out.’
He gave her a curious glance. ‘Lived here long?’
‘Almost all my life.’
His footsteps faltered a little but she didn’t halt. She knew exactly what would happen next. He lengthened his stride and walked a little in front of her, turning around to catch sight of her face. ‘I didn’t think that was possible.’
‘It’s not.’
He wasn’t going to be put off with her short answers. By this point, he was almost walking backwards, keeping his gaze on her the whole time.
‘So how have you managed it?’
He was so busy watching her face that he wasn’t paying attention to the road. She reached out and grabbed him just as his foot hit a small rut.
His reaction was automatic. As his balance tipped he grabbed her hand that was clutching the front of his jacket. The warm skin of the palm of his hand wrapped firmly around her wrist. It was like slow motion. A flood of electricity shot up her arm towards her chest. If she could have snatched her hand back she would have.
But he hadn’t let go. His pale green eyes fixed on hers. Nothing was said. Neither of them moved again. Her breath caught some way in her throat and all of a sudden she felt the desperate urge to find something to drink. Preferably alcohol.
‘Can’t have you falling for me twice in one day.’
It was meant to come out as a quip—a joke. But the intensity of his gaze made her normally firm voice turn into a whisper.
He responded instantly. ‘Oh, I think we can.’ There was an edge to his voice, a raspiness she hadn’t noticed before, that sent a shiver straight down her spine.
Her