He pressed gently and she sucked in a breath. “I don’t think it’s that bad.”
“My ankle?”
He shook his head. “No, the leaves.” He smiled at her. It was the first friendly smile she’d gotten since returning home and warmth filled her chest. “Your ankle, on the other hand, is swelling.”
She frowned. “Really?” She tried to pull her leg away but he increased the pressure. His touch was firm but gentle. Desire rippled through her as she imagined him pinning her in other ways.
“Really.” His hand flexed before slightly moving up her leg.
She squirmed and bit the inside of her cheek. They were close enough that she could see his pulse jumping at the base of his neck and she watched his Adam’s apple move enticingly as he swallowed.
He stood briskly and held out a hand. “I’ll take you to my office and wrap it up.”
“There’s no need for that. I don’t live far from here.”
He shook his head. “By the time you limp home your ankle will be in worse shape.”
“I don’t want to inconvenience you.”
“Don’t be foolish. You’re hurt.” He reached down, placed his hands beneath her arms and lifted her. The movement was so swift her head swam. She placed her hands on his chest to balance herself. His thumbs brushed the undersides of her breasts, making her nipples harden against his chest. It would be so easy to lean closer, wrap her arms around his shoulders. But this was Devin, the last man who would welcome her flirtation. And didn’t she just vow to take a break from men? It was one thing to walk into a relationship not knowing the man would break your heart. Completely self destructive when you knew the man had the power to crush you.
As if sensing danger, he quickly stepped back and placed his hands on her shoulders. “Can you walk?”
She took a small step and grimaced. “Yeah.”
With a sigh he lifted her into his arms. “It’ll be faster if I carry you.”
Her heart went into overdrive. He smelled good, a mixture of sweat and him that made her want to bury her face in the crook of his neck. If he had any clue how much he affected her, he’d drop her on the spot.
Despite her internal warning, she went with her natural instincts and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “And more fun.”
He glared at her. “Save your flirtations for someone else. I’m only helping because I’m a doctor and can’t leave you limping in the woods. ”
Once again her natural inclination was self-destructive. How could she forget that Devin Jones hated her?
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