Chapter 210: The Gift
The office went silent.
For one long stretch, even breathing seemed to disappear. The only thing left was the pulse under the ribs, alive and too loud in a room that should have belonged to medicine, paperwork, and clean clinical order.
Yvonne's gaze rested on the tie around Elias's pale waist.
Her expression did not change.
The knot was beautiful. Deliberate. Not the practical knot of a doctor tying a piece of workwear before walking into a meeting, but the sort used on a wrapped present. Centered. Neat. Almost sweet, if the meaning behind it had not been so openly wicked.
Elias's fingers slid over the fabric as if he meant to untie it.
He did not.
He only brushed across it, light as a tease, and looked up at her from the chair.
"Dr. Quinn," he said slowly, making each word land. "Do you like the gift?"
His lashes lowered.
The rest of the unwrapping, clearly, had been left to her.
Yvonne knew what he was pointing at.
