Louisa George - Her Doctor's Christmas Proposal

‘Well, I didn’t take—’ She paused … looked at him … shook her head again, eyes rolling. ‘You’re pulling my chain. Ha-bloody-ha. Well, let me tell you, it was so-o-o hard, the dust got everywhere, and I mean, everywhere. I had to polish my diamonds every night before I went to bed.’

‘Yeah?’

‘Nah.’ But there was a smile there. It glittered, lit up her face. And for the first time since he’d been in this hemisphere it felt as if there was a breakthrough between them. Tiny, compared to what they’d had years ago—or at least what he’d thought they’d had—but it was something they could hang the next week on instead of all this anger-fuelled bile. She laughed then. ‘Well, you still know how to wind me up, I’ll give you that.’

‘Too easy, mate. Too easy.’

She had some more wine. ‘Tell me about your gap year.’

How to capture the wealth of experiences in one conversation? ‘It wasn’t much different from a lot of people’s to be honest. I took the year off between university and internship. Went to India to do some volunteer work at a community hospital—went for a month, stayed ten. Then took two months to see some of Europe.’

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