Highlander's Magical Love by Donna Fletcher

Author:Donna Fletcher [Fletcher, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Donna Fletcher

Chapter 7

The drop felt like a good distance and their landing hard, hitting a solid-packed dirt ground. Dawn would have yelped aloud if she could, a jolt of pain shooting through her left hand. It had been the first part of her to hit the ground, having barely a second to tighten her arms around Cree’s neck when she had felt the floor give way beneath them.

A rough quake shuddered through Cree’s body. He had managed to keep his arm firm around Dawn’s waist, and his concern for her had him quickly asking, “Are you hurt?”

Dawn wasn’t sure, the pain in her hand now more centered in her wrist. She worried that she may have broken it, realizing it had taken the brunt of the fall.

He silently cursed himself, realizing she couldn’t verbally answer him. “Dawn.” His hand went to grip the back of her head. With it pitch dark, he couldn’t see her response, so he needed to feel it. He held her head firm as he pressed his forehead to hers. “Nod or shake your head. Are you hurt?”

She didn’t want him to think her injury life-threatening. She nodded, then shook her head.

Her response confused him at first until he understood. “You are but not seriously.”

She nodded.

“Can you sit up?”

She nodded again.

He continued to hold her as he brought them to a sitting position. “Where are you hurt?”

She placed her hand against his arm and followed it down to his hand to take hold of it and brought it to her wrist.

“You hurt your wrist,” he said and with a gentle touch ran his fingers over it. “It hasn’t swelled. “Does it hurt when you move it?”

She rested her cheek to his so he could feel her nod and shake her head again.

Cree felt the heat of her cheek. Was it flushed from the fall or had their forced closeness caused it? Or had it been from their kiss that he continued to feel, strong and ample on his lips? That he understood her responses no longer surprised to him. “It hurts some but not badly.”

She nodded.

“I’ll have Dr. Elsa look at it as soon as we get out of here. An arm sling should help at least protect it until then. Your apron will make a good sling.” He didn’t wait for her to respond, his hands went to her waist.

Dawn rested her head on his shoulder as he did. Her nostrils ignored the musty odor that pervaded the space around them. His scent was all she caught. Strong. Virile. Familiar. She breathed deep of it, feeling once again as if she had come home. She belonged with him. They belonged together.

Cree tried not to let his hands linger at her waist before slipping behind her back to release her apron ties. He loved the feel of her gentle curves, the slight indentation at her back, and the way she sought solace against his shoulder. He didn’t want to hurry this moment. He preferred to linger in it and cherish it.

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