Waking Up With His Runaway Bride

‘Good.’ Was it her imagination, or did his hard-muscled chest swell just a little under that tight T? Surely not? Pride from helping such a small community in the middle of nowhere?

‘Don’t people thank you at the health board?’

‘Sure they do.’ He frowned and scrubbed a hand under his chin, thinking for a moment. ‘No, not really. Praise more than thanks. Paperwork doesn’t usually bring forth a whole heap of gushing. Anyway, I was just doing my job.’

‘Oh, yes, and Steph said to say thanks to that new doctor fella