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The only answer he could give was, “Sure, I’ll be there at six-thirty. I’d like to speak to you also.”

They stared at each other like two alpha wolves deciding how they were going to share the same space. Ryan knew Alex had already won. He was the head of the neuro department now.

“Good,” Alex said, and looked at Lucy.

“Have you met Ms. Edwards?” Ryan asked Alex.

“I have. Glad to have you working with us, Ms. Edwards.”

“Thank you.”

“Dr. Woods.” Ryan waved at the blonde woman walking past.

She stopped. “Hello, Ryan.” She smiled but when her gaze fell on Alex it dimmed.

Had Alex crossed swords with her also? “Layla,” Ryan continued, “I’m sorry I wasn’t here when the announcement was made that you’re going to be the new pediatric head. Congratulations.”

“Thanks, Ryan.”

He looked at Lucy. “Have you met Lucy Edwards, the new neuro family counselor, and Dr. Alex Rodriguez, our new neuro head?”

“Hello, Lucy.” Layla offered her hand to Lucy then turned to Alex, hesitating before she took the hand Alex extended. “Alex.”

She gave his name a hard edge and their handshake was almost over before it had begun. Did they have some history? Interesting. Maybe Ryan wasn’t the only one that Alex had rubbed up the wrong way.

“Hello, Layla,” Alex said, his tone almost as cutting as hers.

“You two already met?” Ryan asked, looking from one to the other.

“Yes,” Alex answered, but his attention remained on Layla. “How’re you?

“Fine. And you?”

“Well.”

If there was an iceberg between Lucy and himself, it was nothing compared to the frigid fog gusting off the two people in front of him.

“Is your husband here with you?” Alex asked, glancing around the room.

Even in the dim light Ryan could see Layla blanch. “No, we’re divorced.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” Alex said, but his response lacked a ring of sincerity. “If you’ll excuse me, I see someone I need to speak to.” He nodded curtly to the group and was gone.

“Lucy and I are on our way to sign pledge cards. Would you like to join us?” Ryan asked Layla.

“Thank you, but I’ve already stopped by. I need to speak to Jack a second so I’ll see you around,” Layla answered, not looking at him. Instead, her gaze rested on Alex’s back as he moved across the room.

“Then we’ll see you later.” Ryan put his hand at Lucy’s waist. A thrill went through him when she didn’t move away.

“Nice to meet you, Dr. Woods.” Lucy said. When Layla was out of earshot, Lucy whispered, “What was that all about?”

“I don’t know but I’d say there’s some history between them. And not the good kind.”

“I’d say she isn’t the only one that feels that way.” She looked meaningfully at him. “I know you wanted the department head job.”

“I did. Do.” Once again she had him telling her things he should keep to himself.

“I would’ve thought you would’ve been the logical choice.”

“Me too.” He’d put in his time, paid his dues and had been confident he’d be the committee’s pick.

“Do you have any idea why they didn’t?”

“Yeah. Bad day for an interview.”

She looked at him keenly. “How’s that?”

“Who’s getting personal now?”

She sneered at him. “This has to do with the hospital. It’s not personal.”

“Seems personal to me.” He’d have to tell her or she wouldn’t give up. “My father passed away the week before the interview. I left straight after the interview to attend his funeral. My mind hadn’t been on impressing the committee.”

His father’s illness and death had not only destroyed Ryan emotionally but it had also damaged his career. The timing of his bid for a leadership position couldn’t have been scheduled on a worse date. He’d make sure when the next opportunity arose that he’d done everything he could to sway the decision in his direction. He was determined to make his father proud. That was why he’d agreed to be a part of the co-ordinated patient care program. Why he had brought the woman next to him to this party.

Lucy put her hand on his arm. “Ryan, I’m sorry. That seems so unfair.” She looked at him with deep compassion.

Were her feelings always on display? “And that’s life.”

“That’s a little more cynical sounding than I believe you are.”

This conversation had already touched areas he wasn’t interested in exploring. He gave her a twisted smile. “Come on, let’s see about those cards and then get something to eat. Maybe have a dance,” Ryan suggested.

* * *

Lucy wasn’t too sure about the dance part. That would require Ryan to touch her and if he did so she was afraid she might make a fool of herself. “I’ll go for the food. I’m not dancing with you. This is no date.”

She glanced at him. Had Ryan said, “You want to bet?”

Minutes later they were making their way towards the hors d’oeuvres tables despite being stopped a number of times by greetings from people Ryan knew. He was flawless in his manners and introduced her every time. The charming O’Doherty way.

Ryan seemed to be popular with women and men alike. He was always ready with a witty remark and a quick smile. Why couldn’t she and Ryan have that kind of relationship? Oh, no. She was letting him do it to her again. He’d made it perfectly clear how he felt and she’d do well to remember that.

“Why don’t we sit down for a while and enjoy this without juggling the plates?” Ryan suggested, heading toward an empty table.

They lapsed into silence as they ate. Lucy’s animosity had dwindled but she still wasn’t at ease with him, afraid she’d share too much or, worse, sound needy. Her heart went out to him about his father. He’d obviously cared intensely for the man. And to have lost the department head job must’ve hit Ryan hard as well. For as little as she had shared with him on a personal level tonight, she’d managed to learn a great deal about Ryan.

While taking small bites, she looked around the room at the upper-level staff of a world-renowned children’s hospital. In spite of dealing with life and death on a daily basis, they were still humans with problems of their own. She glanced at Ryan. He too had issues, even though he worked to hide them behind that facade of humor and charm. She couldn’t point a finger. She also hid her pain.

Her gaze settled on a group that included Dr. Woods. She kept glancing toward the entrance, where Dr. Rodriguez had his arm around a pretty woman’s waist and was leading her out the door. Dr. Woods shrugged a shoulder and turned to speak to the man beside her. Something about the way she’d been watching Dr. Rodriguez intently was in direct contrast to the nonchalant way she was acting. Lucy’s belief was that Dr. Woods’ look implied she wasn’t pleased to see Dr. Rodriguez leave with a woman.

Their issues weren’t Lucy’s concern. She had enough of her own, starting with the man sitting beside her. “How much longer do you think we need to stay?” she asked.

“Why?” Ryan popped another canapé into his mouth. “You in a hurry to get away from me?”

“I thought it was the other way around.”

“Why would you think that?” His face took on a perplexed look. “I thought we were having a pretty good time.”

“Well, you made it more than clear that you weren’t interested in spending any more personal time with me than necessary.” She nudged her half-empty plate to the center of the table and stood. “If you’re not ready to go, I don’t mind taking a taxi.”

He stood. “We can go. We’ve done our duty. I’d just hoped to get one dance with you.”