Flynn sensed her before he saw her. How is that possible? The moment he looked up and locked eyes with the good doctor, he was a fucking goner.

It seemed like the whole world stopped for brief seconds and it was just the two of them. She was stunning even though she wore wrinkled blue hospital scrubs. She still had the blue hat on her head and her mask dangling under her chin. But it was those hypnotic eyes that made him lose himself. He could stare into them forever. As a matter of fact, he could probably see forever if he looked long enough.

She recovered faster than he did and asked him to follow her. And he would, he would follow her anywhere. But that scared the shit right out of him.

Flynn could feel his muscles tense and his heart rate increase, but it was when she let him into the exam room and closed the door that his balls tightened. A surge of lust pulsed through them so strong it took his breath away.

“What seems to be the problem? Is she still suffering from colic?” Doctor Patel asked.

“Listen, I really appreci … wait, have you been crying?” Flynn asked, immediately ready to introduce his fist to the person that made this angel cry.

“What …?” she asked, surprised.

Flynn reached out his hand and with his thumb, wiped away a tear. The surge of need he felt from touching her soft skin shocked him. The very air around her seemed electrified.

Doctor Patel touched her face where he had wiped the tear away. She was embarrassed. That started to make his blood boil more. If her dickhead boyfriend made her cry …

To his horror, more tears streamed from her soft brown eyes. She shook her head, smiled, and waved her hand.

“Oh, I’m sorry! I’m just a little emotional. I just tended to a newborn that wasn’t breathing. The cord was wrapped around his neck, so they had to take him by cesarean. I couldn’t get the little bugger to breathe, but thankfully he came around. The tears are a result of my fear and adrenaline.”

A lump the size of an orange lodged in Flynn's throat. My fucking word, this woman was apologizing for getting emotional, when she’d just saved a life.

“That’s amazing … you’re amazing,” he managed to whisper.

She let out a little giggle that had his heart seize and his balls clench. “It’s a good day at work, for sure. I’m glad the baby was a boy so the parents wouldn’t feel obligated to name it after me. I would hate to think another little girl would have to grow up with the name, Zansi.”

“I think Zansi is a beautiful name,” Flynn said before he could think.

Her eyes flew to his and the unmistakable smoldering flame he saw in her eyes startled him. He was as hard as a fucking steel pipe immediately.

The flame was gone in seconds, and she recovered. “The name Alice is beautiful,” she said smiling and holding her arms out for the baby.

Flynn gave Alice to the doctor and cleared his throat. He needed to get a grip before she saw the raging hard-on he had for her.

“Um … Yeah, she is still colicky, but I think her belly is upset.”

The doctor undressed Alice at which she began to really scream. Why did babies hate to be undressed so much? At home he tried to dress her as quickly as possible to save his eardrums from her screaming.

“She doesn’t have a temperature, and everything sounds okay. You know, the formula she’s on might not agree with her belly. How about we switch what she’s eating,” she said, opening a cupboard and pulling out two cans of formula. “Let’s try this brand, it might be gentler to her stomach.”

Flynn was in awe of this woman. He simply couldn’t look away. “Really, it might be as simple as that?”

“Occam’s razor and all that,” she whispered in her adorable British accent.

Flynn felt himself smile. “That’s true in all of life, wouldn’t you say? The simplest answer is almost always the right one.”

She gave that sweet giggle again.

“Can I ask you something?” she asked.

“Anything.” And he meant it.

“I don’t want to pry, but are you taking care of Alice all by yourself?”

Flynn watched the doctor dress Alice with a practiced hand.

“Well, right now I am. I’ve had two nannies that didn’t work out. I’ve got next to no sleep for the last several days and the paperwork on my desk is building every day.”

The doctor held Alice and swayed back and forth as she listened to him complain. She looked thoughtful before she spoke.

“I don’t want to seem out of line, but I may be able to help you. Feel free to tell me to bugger off …”

“That’s never going to happen,” Flynn said, taking a step towards the object of his quickening obsession. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”

She stayed in the small sphere he had made for the two of them for a few seconds before walking to the door and hollering for her secretary. He felt the loss of her nearness keenly.

The secretary, Tara, walked in.

“Your aunt, the nanny that retired a while back, what’s her name, Vera? Weren’t you just telling me a few days ago that she was restless and wasn’t enjoying retirement?”

Tara nodded. “Yeah, Aunt Vera. She hates retirement. Can you imagine hating not coming to work every day?” she said incredulously.

The doctor scrunched her face up. She was so fucking adorable. “Um … actually I can’t imagine being happy not coming to work. But anyhoo, Mr. Steele is in kind of a bind. He’s had two nannies that didn’t work out. Do you think Aunt Vera would be willing to help him out until he can find someone more permanent?”

The doctor looked at Flynn and held out her hand as she continued to sway with the baby. “Aunt Vera has impeccable references which she would gladly show you if she was willing.”

Flynn grinned. “I’m sure she does.” He would have expected nothing less from Doctor Zansi Patel.

“Let me give her a call,” Tara said and marched down the hall.

The doctor handed baby Alice back to him after she gently kissed the baby’s head. His heart clenched.

“Okay, I think if we start Alice on this new formula starting tonight, and giving it a couple of days, I would like to call you on Friday to check to see if there are any more problems. It can be as simple as a quick call. You don’t have to come all the way down to the clinic.”

They walked out of the office and down to Tara’s desk.

“I don’t mind coming here …” Flynn said.

Tara spoke up as they approached her. “Well, you’re in luck. Aunt Vera would be happy to help. Especially when she heard it was a newborn. I’ve written down her name and telephone number for you. If you call her tonight, you can go over the hours and such. And I was looking at your address and I never realized that you live …”

“Oh, Tara, that is wonderful news!” the doctor said excitedly and began to walk to the entrance doors.

Flynn smiled and held up the paper. “Thanks a lot, both of you. I will fully expect an invoice for your time.”

The doctor gave a small wave and smile as he walked out.

Flynn looked back to see the doctor still watching out the window. Uneasiness coursed through him. He felt like he was adrift, completely rudderless. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling. He liked to be in control at all times. When it came to Doctor Zansi Patel, it seemed he was in way over his head.