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‘Yep’ Harrison’s eyes were focused on her chest, purely to check she was breathing normally

A twinge of regret ca other than a patient Not really But it was nice to be noticed by a good-looking guy occasionally ‘Have you alorked on the helicopters?’

‘No, I’ency specialist so I’ve spenton rescue choppers is different It takes so a whole departht be talking trivia but there was nothing trivial about the way he was checking her over

She could get to like this man If she didn’t already

‘I can io and trust hiave control to anybody over even the nificant Thuive hio-ahead She just couldn’t

As he carefully removed her helmet, Harry asked, ‘Have you lost consciousness at any tiardless of what she thought

As he’s meant to

‘Twice I think Maybe three ti in her skull were any indication She’d been trying too hard to say as needed without slurring or forgetting what she had to tell hi its toll

‘Pulse is rapid I’d say you’re in shock’ Firers touched her neck, her skull, her jawline If only they could stop the pain

She guessed she couldn’t have everything

Please let me be able to walk away from this

Fog expanded in her head, pressing at her skull

‘Sienna, can you hear me?’ Was that Harry? Harrison ‘Yes’ But there were dru in her ears also added to the noise

Fir for trau with your head At least the helmet did what it was e to your skull, though you probably haveto his radio, and confir in The guys above say we have to hurry or we’ll be stuck here until the storm passes’

‘What stor chilly But that would be shock Wouldn’t it?

Come in, Dr Burch You know your stuff

‘A in?’

‘Both,’ answered Harry, slipping a neck brace into position ‘This’ll keep your head still’

A h the radio in his shirt pocket ‘Sorry, have to back off now, Harry Hang in there I’ll return as soon as viable’

The tree she’d coainst rustled and leaves dropped onto her ‘Don’t let theet to hospital and sort out her injuries

‘Not a lot of choice,’ Harry told her before easing her cycling shoes off ‘Can you feelyour toes?’

‘Yes’ Relief swarh her

‘Wriggle the relief in his dark eyes ‘Good’

Neck i in feet, double tick ‘My shoulder?’

But Dr Harry orking his way up her legs, as in how a doctor would, not a lover As she’d said earlier, this just wasn’t her day ‘Your ankle’s okay Lots of bruising would be about as bad as it gets’

Those fingers Sienna sighed Gentle, and war As if she could succumb to their hidden promise

Where did that come from?

Had to be the bang on her head Her brain had been derailed Whatever, it was good to let these wonderful sensations take over They relaxed her, et a little of why she was here, and had her thinking one bottle of ouldn’t be enough to take across to his apartment