The young man caught her eye as she came in the club. He had short red-brown hair and an easy laugh that carried even in the busy room. He also moved with a grace that accentuated his lean muscular frame.

“Macie, you like him?” Charlotte asked.

“He’s cute,” Macie replied. “I wonder if he works around here.”

“Dare you to kiss him,” Charlotte said, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. “Go on,” she pressed. “What’s he going to do?”

“You’re so childish – like a teenager,” Macie said. “I’ll talk to him, that’s all.” She ducked and weaved through the crowd and looked up at him. He looked very familiar but she couldn’t place him. “Hi,” she said. “You look… a little familiar.”

“You do too,” he said. “I’m Joshua Eckstein.”

“You’re that resident in the ER,” Macie said in shock. She felt herself blushing and looked away. “I’m Macie Chandler.”

“You’re a nurse,” he said. He grinned at her. “Pleased to finally meet you, or get your name rather since I’ve seen you before.” For a moment Macie almost wished she’d taken Charlotte’s dare. Then she grinned and settled down next to the young resident to have a drink.