Stranded with the Billionaire Doc by Allie Boniface

Author:Allie Boniface
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Allie Boniface

Chapter

Ten

BELLA

Bella awoke before the sun. The neighbor’s dog was barking again, a low throaty sound that echoed across three backyards. She rubbed her eyes. For a while last night she thought she might not sleep at all, but the day’s exhaustion finally won out. Now she stared at the ceiling in disbelief. Dr. Chris Koppel was downstairs. In her house. Sleeping on her couch.

She hoped he was, anyway. For all she knew he’d gotten up in the middle of the night and escaped back to his condo. Not that she could blame him.

She crawled out of bed and scratched a hole on the frosty window. She doubted that he’d left in the middle of the night, not with all the snow that had fallen. She craned her neck and looked across the yard, where she could just make out his car. Still there. Still covered with snow.

Bella showered and dressed for work. She didn’t normally work Sundays, but she’d agreed to cover for Aaran over a month ago. Besides, she didn’t mind the extra money. And the Med Center was normally quiet on the weekends, something she always found strange, as if illness and injury waited for the work week to strike.

In her socks she crept downstairs, holding her breath, unsure what she’d find.

He lay stretched out on the couch, fast asleep under a pile of blankets. Audible sighs came from his lips every few seconds. His hair had fallen across his forehead, and one arm was flung above his head while the other remained tucked somewhere under the covers. His feet hung off the end of the couch, clad in blue striped socks. He looked younger while asleep, without the clever quirk of brow or quick wink and smile she saw during the day. Everything in her ached to touch him, to wake him, to start over again in a place far away from this house.

Too late for all that.

“Thank you,” she whispered instead. Maybe he’d only just fallen asleep. Maybe he’d tossed and turned for hours like she had. In that case she wouldn’t disturb him. Not yet.

In the kitchen she made a pot of coffee and found a granola bar to take to work. There would be muffins or doughnuts or something else in the break room she could eat. There almost always was, from the many grateful patients who dropped off pastries in appreciation, especially around the holidays. As the coffee brewed she sat at the table and scrolled through her phone. She hadn’t posted anything on her socials in over a day. Now she uploaded a few pictures from the Holiday Festival, tagging them with captions like #ItsACandyCaneWorld and #LetItSnow and #LuckyHolidayGirl, so the whole day looked like a dream from beginning to end.

“Good morning.”

His voice made her jump, and her phone went skittering out of her hand and onto the floor. She grabbed it before he could see what she’d written. “Morning. You sleep okay?”

“I did, thanks.”

“Coffee?”

He rubbed one hand over his head, making his hair stand up.

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