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Grace greeted the staff and trotted across the stone floor in her ruby-red heels. Suddenly her right foot slipped from underneath her. Her ankle twisted and she was falling backward into the arms of the handsome chef.

“Whoa,” he said from somewhere above her head. “What the hell—”

“Sorry,” she managed to say, until he attempted to set her back on her feet and her ankle buckled again.

“Hold on.” He gripped her waist so she was lifted off her feet. “Chair!”

Three white-coated interns rushed to find a chair and within seconds an intern set one down in front of Nico and Grace. Nico placed her carefully on its brown leather seat.

“Thank you,” Grace said, surprised at how much her ankle had started to hurt. “I don’t know what happened.”

“I do. I think you slipped on these.” He bent over to pick up a tiny cluster of metal jingle bells and held them in the air to show his staff. “Ideas, anyone?”

“The cookie platters, Chef,” one of the young women said. “They must have fallen off the cookie platters.”