Their voices had carried through the bookshop and she was glad that there was nobody around. It had only been a few seconds before Tom had realised that they were in the wrong place, and gently closed the door.
"MPlease take a seat on the exam table," I replied, striving to maintain a professional tone. The intimate silence of the clinic suddenly felt charged. She sat down, brushed a dark strand of hair from her face, and looked straight at me.y circulation is failing."