"Is that an order, Doctor Grant?" Alexander asked in a low and rough voice.Helena, still standing close to him, felt the heat of his gaze. She recognised the challenge in his voice, but also the surrender. She let a slow, confident smile play on her lips… the smile of Dr. Helena Grant."Absolutely," she confirmed, dropping her hand from his chest to the small of his back, mirroring the intimate gesture he'd made earlier. "And you, Mr. Grant, are going to obey. I may not be able to defend my job publicly, but I can certainly exercise my medical authority in this kitchen."Alexander's eyes darkened, but a familiar, suggestive spark replaced the fear that had been there moments ago. "My body is entirely at your disposal, Doctor," he murmured, "But be warned: I take my orders very, very seriously."The tension shifted entirely. The threat of Victoria and the dizziness faded, replaced by the lingering heat of their interrupted moment.Helena felt her face flush. She was intensely aware o
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