Greek Doctor, Cinderella Bride. Amy Andrews

wasn’t sure whether to be flattered or insulted, and she was annoyed that she even cared. She shut her eyes, removing his impossibly sexy face from her vision, and wished it was as easy to erase him from her thoughts.

      ‘I’m really grateful that you’ve stepped into the breach like this.’

      As if he had given her a choice. ‘Yes, well, Reg’s heart attack and triple angioplasty could hardly have been anticipated,’ she said magnanimously. She had to remember that Alex was her boss. It was his project she was working on. Giving him a piece of her mind, though very appealing, wasn’t wise.

      ‘Still, I hope it didn’t inconvenience you too much.’