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I knew that the jostling of the car had hurt her, and I tried to ignore the scream that rent through the inside of the vehicle as I slithered in. I went to her as soon as I could.
“Roxanne, I’m sorry for hurting you, but I had to get in the car with you. We are going to get you out, but I need you to hold on. Can you keep your eyes open?”
She did slowly, and I stared into the prettiest light-green eyes I had seen in a long time. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe, and we stared at one another. Slowly, her eyes began to close again, and I snapped out of my daze, quickly jumping back into my job.
“Roxy, I know you said your leg hurts, but does anything else hurt?”
“Everything,” she said softly. “Everything hurts.”
“Yeah, well, that’s probably from being thrown around inside your car and then hit with the airbag.”
She moaned as if she agreed with me.
“Roxy, I’m going to put a collar on you to protect your neck.” She didn’t reply, but her lips pursed, so I knew she was awake. “Adam, give me an adult small.”
He handed one through the window, and I slipped it around her neck carefully, brushing back her blond hair so it wouldn’t get caught inside. Her hair was so damn silky, and as I moved it, I got a whiff of lemon. Was that from her hair products or perfume?
Get a grip on yourself, Henley, the woman is hurt, she needs your medical experience, not your lust right now.
“Roxy, I need to check your leg and see how badly it is bleeding.” I glanced under the steering wheel, seeing she was wearing a skirt, and there was no way to see what was going on underneath it unless I cut it away.
I pulled my scissors from my jacket where I kept them in one of the compartments for easy access and curled down low to see what I was doing. I could see where the dashboard was pressing on her thigh, and the material of her gray skirt was wet. After I cut away as much as I could, I turned to Adam. “I’m gonna need a tourniquet. She has heavy bleeding. Not sure its arterial, but there is a lot more than I’m comfortable with.” He handed me a tourniquet, and I studied her leg. Damn, this was not going to be easy.
“Roxy, I have to put a tourniquet on your leg to stop the bleeding, but for me to do it, it’s going to hurt. I’m not going to lie to you on that. It’s going to hurt like hell.”
“Just stop it, it’s okay,” she said softly, and her eyes opened for a moment. In them I saw fear, and I knew that she was scared. I would be too if I were in this position.
“I’m going to have to slide this up high on your thigh, so that means I’m going to have to put my hand between your legs, near your groin and thread it through.”
“Whatever,” she muttered as her lids closed again.
I shifted the material of her skirt out of the way after cutting a little more, then took the end of the tourniquet and put it between her legs. “Roxanne, can you move your right leg farther open, just a little bit.”
She shifted her right leg and winced. It wasn’t much, but it was enough that I could get my hand down where it needed to be.
“Your hands are cold.”
“Sorry.” I peeked at her and found her watching me. I shoved my hand farther under her and reached over her left thigh to get the end. My face was almost in her breasts, and I got another whiff of lemon.
Her voice was soft but easily heard as her mouth was practically next to my ear. “You know that normally before I let a guy feel me up, he has to at least buy me coffee.”
I chuckled and peered at her quickly. “Sorry, I guess I’ll have to make it up to you later.”
Her voice was lighter as if she were joking. “You better.”
Damn, if that didn’t make me feel good. “Okay, I’m going to tighten this, and it might hurt again.”
“Make it hurt,” she said, and I tried not to laugh.
“Didn’t realize you were a sadist, Roxy.”
“A sadist, no. Besides, I thought a sadist was someone inflicting pain on others for pleasure. So maybe you’re the sadist.”
I chuckled again. “Ah, that could be true.” I removed my hands, and she peered at me from under sleepy lids.
“Really?” She kind of smiled.
I winked at her and reached back for the sheet that Adam held out to me as he spoke.
