An hour later Jac had been moved. She was bored so picked up a medical journal on neurology.
"Hi" said Fletch sticking his head round the door.
"Hey - thought you had to get the kids"
"Well they have known for a while how I felt about you. I was confronted by Evie with a full audience. Apparently I talked about nothing other than you - Jac said this Jac did.that Jac would do you get the picture" Jac raised an eyebrow
"Anyway when I told them what had happened they refused to leave mum's and sent me back here. Told you you wouldn't be able to get rid of me. You could live to regret confessing all"
He cringed at his turn of phrase. "Oh you know what I mean" he kissed her. Not exactly chaste but definitely restrained.
"You thinking of changing specialities after 30 years"
"I beg your pardon 30 years?"
"You're so easy to wind up Naylor"
That earned him a bop on the head with the rolled up journal.
"Hey how do you feel about people knowing about this, being the subject of rumours and hospital gossip?" He asked
"Erm, hadn't really given it any thought. Why?"
"Well on the way in I asked Roxy if I could take you outside to the gardens or to pulses"
"First of all 'Roxy'?"
"I'm cheeky what can I say"
"And second"she said ignoring him "you know how to show a girl a good time- pulses?"
"Aww Jac come on I haven't got much to work with"
She laughed "I know, you're so easy to wind up Fletcher"
He groaned
"How do you feel about being the subject of rumour and gossip" she asked
He considered his position on the matter
"I want everyone to know because, well, why wouldn't I. Have you seen you?"
Jac blushed "I have always hated being the topic of hospital gossip"
"And from what I hear you've been the hot topic a number of times"
"I don't know what you mean Fletcher"
"Then you've got s shorter memory than Donna Jackson"
"Oh I did forget about how long she's been around.Anyway, you know what I suspect there's rumours about us anyway so we can either come clean or try and have a bit of fun"
"I'm intrigued, keep talking "he said softly stroking the inside of her forearms
