Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 80651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
I glanced up to see Wanda stride back into the room. I took out my pen and wrote the time and date in the top right-hand corner of the page. As I was writing, a murmur passed through the room. Veronica elbowed me and I looked up from where I was scribbling notes. People were filing into the room. It must be the consultants that were going to head up our rotations.
“That’s Lowenstein,” Veronica said. “I’ve got to get a placement on his team.” Dr. Jed Lowenstein was one of the most famous surgeons in the country. He regularly used robotics as part of his practice and training under him would be a dream come true.
“And who’s that hottie?” Veronica whispered. “Oh my God, is that Jacob Cove? I heard he was good looking but wow, in the flesh, he’s beyond gorgeous.”
“Who?” I asked. As soon as the question left my lips, I locked eyes with the man who’d taken me to dinner Saturday night, the man who’d made me come so often all I could do on Sunday was eat cheese and crackers and watch TED talks.
My breath settled in my lungs, and my heart rate dropped as if it had just given up. There was no point in going on anymore. I was pretty sure I was about to pass out.
“Did you say Jacob?” I asked. Parker had definitely told me his name was Beau.
His gaze looked far more serious than I’d experienced on Saturday. I wasn’t sure whether it was shock or anger I could see staring back at me. Without a doubt, he saw complete disbelief in my eyes.
My heart seemed to kick back into gear, racing from a standing stop. What was he doing here? And why was Veronica calling him Jacob?
Someone whispered in his ear; he pushed his hands into his pockets and looked away. I tried to look away. I really did, but I couldn’t. My heart had picked up speed again but my brain was stuck in a dark room, unsure which way was up.
“The hot blond one,” she said. Yup, she was definitely talking about the guy I’d spent the night with on Saturday. “You’ve heard of the Coves. He’s the eldest son.”
The eldest son? Of the Coves? Everyone in this lecture theatre had heard of the Coves. They were the most famous couple in medicine. John Cove was off-the-charts clever and had changed his specialty and research interests numerous times throughout his career, rising to the top in each one. It made him the most revered Chief Medical Officer the British Government had ever had. Carole Cove was the most famous surgeon in the UK. She’d done transplants and had been one of the first in the country to pioneer and refine keyhole surgery. She was incredible.
“And he works here? He hasn’t left or he’s not about to leave or something?” The only reason I’d agreed to a date on Saturday was because Beau was leaving for Africa. I would not have agreed to have dinner with a man who was sticking around London—especially one who was going to turn out to be working at the same hospital as me, as my superior.
“Of course he works here. He’s in pediatrics and pediatric cardiology—spans across the two. He made consultant super quickly. Working under him will be a treat, in more ways than one.”
“What did you say his name was? Beau?”
Veronica laughed. “No, I see I’m not the only one who has been ogling the Cove brothers online. They’re a medical student’s equivalent of One Direction, aren’t they? Beau is younger than Jacob. Jacob is the oldest, but a complete trailblazer, just like his parents. All the brothers are doctors except one.”
She must be mistaken—I’d gone to dinner with Beau, not Jacob. I’d gotten drunk with Beau. I’d had sex—a lot of sex—with Beau. Had I asked him his last name?
I pulled out my phone and quickly scrolled through the messages we’d exchanged over the last twenty-four hours. Had he said anywhere what his name was?
In our messages, Parker very definitely had told me my date was with someone called Beau. She didn’t mention a Jacob.
“And he works here?” I asked.
“Yes. I told you, he’s a consultant in pediatrics and pediatric cardiology.”
“A consultant?” I asked, my tone bordering on hysterical and my cheeks heated as people turned to see who was losing it. Shit, had I inadvertently slept with my superior? Why was he pretending to be Beau?
“Shhh,” Veronica said. “Yes, he’s a consultant. And a gorgeous one at that. Look at him.”
I didn’t need to look at him to know he was gorgeous. I’d sat across a dinner table with him for an entire, deliciously easy evening. He’d made me laugh and think and then after dinner he’d cleared my mind of absolutely everything. He’d ensured I wasn’t thinking about anything other than him and the way his body moved over mine, the way his hands, his lips, his everything felt against me. He’d sent every one of my senses into hypersonic overdrive. None of Saturday night would have happened if I’d known he was a consultant at the place I was starting work.