Back to Salem by Alex Marcoux

Author:Alex Marcoux [Marcoux, Alex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781594933035
Publisher: Bella Books
Published: 2012-02-13T03:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Once inside the cabin, Jessie turned up the thermostat, removed her jacket and gloves, and then turned her attention to Taylor who stood at the entry. “Let’s get your wet clothes off.” She helped her remove her coat, then placed a chair at the entry for Taylor to sit, and carefully removed her boots. Even before the sock was removed, Jessie saw that Taylor’s right ankle was swollen. When the sock was removed her heart sank because the ankle was discolored.

Jessie knew Taylor’s jeans were wet and cold, because her own jeans were. “Let’s get you to the couch. Did you bring a pair of sweats or something that would be easy to get on you?”

“Yes. I think I put them in the middle dresser drawer.”

Taylor hobbled with help to the couch. Jessie picked up the afghan that draped the back of the couch, placing it within Taylor’s reach. “I’ll get you your sweats, try and remove your wet clothes.”

Taylor started to unbutton and unzip the jeans.

Jessie retreated to Taylor’s bedroom. In the dresser, she retrieved sweats and dry socks. When Jessie returned to the living area she found Taylor struggling to remove her jeans.

Taylor looked at Jessie helplessly. “I think I need your help.” She stood in front of the couch trying to balance herself on one foot. The wet jeans moved past her hips.

Jessie went to Taylor’s side. “Will leaning on me help?”

With one hand clutched to Jessie’s arm, Taylor tried to push down the jeans with the other hand. But the cold wet jeans would not budge. “This isn’t working.”

Jessie knew Taylor was right. She stood in front of Taylor and placed her hands on both sides of Taylor’s hips. Since Jessie was taller than Taylor, she had to lean over her to push the jeans. The tight jeans moved some, but not enough.

Taylor sensed Jessie’s unease.

The two stood face-to-face. Jessie blushed as her eyes met Taylor’s. “Excuse me,” she said. In one swift motion, Jessie’s hands pushed the jeans in a backward motion over Taylor’s buttocks. Then Jessie quickly withdrew her arms from around Taylor’s waist.

Taylor paused momentarily, wondering why the motion had felt so familiar. She pushed the jeans down far enough and sat on the couch. Jessie kneeled and pulled the jeans off carefully. Both women were quiet, avoiding eye contact. Jessie inserted Taylor’s injured ankle into the sweat pants’ leg opening, assuring the ankle was through then stood leaving Taylor to finish.

Jessie handed Taylor some dry socks then propped a pillow at the end of the couch. “Try to get your leg up. I’m going to look for a first-aid-kit.”

Minutes later, Jessie returned. Taylor’s leg was up as she lay shivering on the couch. She placed the afghan over Taylor’s trembling body, then turned her attention to the ankle. It was more swollen and had darkened.

Jessie wrapped the injured ankle and shook her head, revealing how disappointed she was in herself. “I’m so sorry, Taylor. It was thoughtless of me to take you on that trail.

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