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Concentrate, Blake.
“Thanks, doctor,” she said. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes a little glassy as she stared at me.
“Sure you didn’t hit your head?”
She shook her head. “I’m sure.”
Her gaze fluttered over my features, taking me in.
Her eyes dropped to my lips, and I realized we were mere inches apart. Feeling a drugging pull, my gaze drifted to her mouth, wanting to suck that plump upper lip. Not for the first time, I wondered what she would taste like.
Stop it. Now.
I stepped away to wash my hands and put my first aid kit back in the cabinet.
“I’ve got some work to finish,” I said.
I needed to put some distance between us before I broke all my rules about keeping things professional. I could still feel the skin of her thigh under my hands.
Why the hell did everything about her have to be so tempting?
“If you need anything, or if you feel like you need real medical attention, let me know.”
She turned and grinned at me. “I feel like I’m in good hands, Dr. Donovan.”
“Callie, I’m serious. Sometimes things don’t show up right away, especially if you hit your head—”
“Stop being a worrywart.” She stepped up to me and put her hands on my arms, the sudden closeness buzzing through me like electricity. “I’m fine.”
Her smile grew, and it reminded me of the sweet one she’d given me when I’d put my fingers under her chin at the gala.
Warmth spread across my chest, down my stomach. I nodded but didn’t know quite what to say to that.
Iwantedto take care of her. Hearing her say that made it damn hard not to pull her close and take care of any other needs she might have while satisfying some of mine.
“Good,” I finally said. I should have stepped away. Instead, unable to resist touching her more, I gently tucked a loose lock of hair behind her ear. “Let me know if you need anything else.”
I watched her swallow, blink a couple of times, then lick her lips almost self-consciously. “Will do, Doc,” she said, her voice huskier than normal.
I managed to step away from her and leave the kitchen. I kept myself busy the rest of the evening.
After I’d gone to bed, Callie said over the intercom. “Good night, Blake. Thanks for taking such good care of me. And thanks again for not yelling too much.”
I closed my eyes and tried to get some sleep.
I might have managed to sleep pretty quickly on an ordinary night. I was bushed after the panic from earlier. But before exhaustion knocked me out, I heard Callie mumble in her sleep.
I hoped she didn’t have another nightmare. Both for her sake, and so I wouldn’t have to go in—
Callie moaned.
It wasn’t a moan of pain or fear. It wasn’t any kind of sound she might make if she was having a nightmare. It was amoan.
My dick twitched in the boxer-briefs I’d decided to sleep in to be more comfortable. It woke up, listening for more of that delicious sound.
“Mmm,” Callie said, almost a whisper, drawing the sound out for a few seconds. “Blake…”
My dick stood at attention like I’d been electrified. The way she’d groaned my name was enough to make me want to grab my dick and keep listening. See it through and end up relaxed and sleeping like a baby when it was over.
