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Think unsexy thoughts.
Pigs in tutus.
Nope. Not working. Sexy Doctor was touching her with the same finger that she’d sucked on.
Urgh.
Monkeys flinging poop.
She bit back a flinch as he touched a particularly sore part of her hip. And still, she was turned on.
Her mum and dad riding the bony express.
And there it was. She was officially turned off.
“I was hoping it would be less tender. The swelling is still there as well. Can I see you walk on it?”
“S-sure.”
Ian helped her off the bed, then she walked slowly back and forth across the room.
“Would you mind, uh, raising the T-shirt while you walk? I promise, this is for medical reasons only.”
“Oh. Yep. It’s okay. I don’t mind if you see my knickers. They’re just knickers. Nothing weird about my knickers. Can someone please stop me from saying the word knickers?” she asked desperately.
All of them were just staring at her until Jack started laughing. Which set off her giggles. Ian smiled and even Jameson’s lips twitched.
“All right, sweetheart. Please raise your shirt so I can see your knickers . . . hip! I meant hip.”
She had to admit that her hip was sorer than expected, considering she’d been doing nothing all day. But it wasn’t that bad.
“How is the pain on a scale of one to five?” Jameson asked, coming over and kneeling in front of her. His face was right in front of her stomach. If he just dropped it a tad lower, it would be over her pussy.
He could lick her. Suck on her clit.
Oh God, did he realize how turned on she was right now?
She took a step back, but he reached out to grab her hips. “Don’t move, please. Pain number?”
“Um. A two.”
He looked up at her, an eyebrow raised.
“All right, maybe a two and three-quarters.” This all seemed like overkill to her. What doctor did house calls? And twice in one day for a minor injury?
It was unheard of.
“More like a four, I’d say. I think you need to come in for an ultrasound.” He stood.
“I don’t think that’s necessary.”
“Again, who has the medical degree?” Jameson asked.
“You’re always boasting about that.”
“Back on the bed, Shortcake. Eat your dinner. Rest. Tomorrow, you’re coming into the hospital for some tests.”
She groaned.
