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Those exact words she’d just been thinking jolted her as they were spoken out loud.
Ian glared at them both. “Jack, why haven’t you gotten the First-Aid kit? And you . . . ” He turned to her.
She pointed at herself.
“Yes, you. Why aren’t you elevating your foot? It’s bleeding.”
Her eyes widened. Sheesh, he was so bossy. “It’s fine.”
“It’s not fine. Elevate it. Now.”
Yikes.
“Who peed in his cornflakes?” she muttered.
Jack laughed.
“Excuse me? What did you just say?” Ian asked.
Yep. Muttered things were better left unheard. But perhaps rather than getting it on a T-shirt, she should have it tattooed on her.
“Me? Nothing, Sir.”
Shoot. Where did that come from? She’d intended to sound mocking. Unfortunately, it had come out kind of breathy.
There was silence in the room. Even Jack had grown stiff and was staring down at her in surprise.
“I’m, um . . . just gonna go to bed now.” She attempted to slide off the counter, but Jack wouldn’t budge. So she had to shuffle backward, trying to move her leg around him.
Awkward.
She thrust her right leg up into the air, narrowly missing his face, yet he still let out a low moan. She froze. Blast. She hadn’t hit him, had she?
“Are you all right?” she asked.
“He’s fine.” Ian pulled Jack away from the island. “You’re not going anywhere. Stay there. Jack, make her an omelet while I get the First-Aid kit.”
“I don’t need an omelet,” she countered. “Just a biscuit and a cup of tea will be fine.”
“Your stomach is grumbling. When was the last time you ate?” Ian asked as he grabbed a First-Aid kit out from under the sink.
“I dunno. Eight, I guess.”
“That was only three hours ago,” Jack said, checking his watch. “Maybe she doesn’t need to eat.”
Oh. Crap.
“It’s eleven? At night?” she asked.
They both stared at her. Ian had the First-Aid kit open by now and was holding a massive pad in his hand.
“Wait . . . are you saying you haven’t eaten since eight this morning?” Ian asked.
Um.
Uh-oh. How to answer that? Because it seemed that the answer was of vital importance to both of them.
“Urgh. Yes, I think so.”
