Love Me (One Night with Sole Regret Book 12) by Olivia Cunning

Author:Olivia Cunning [Cunning, Olivia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Vulpine Press LLC
Published: 2019-04-10T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

In a hurry because they were late for the engagement party, Lindsey tucked in the end of Chad’s dressing, stretched a shrinker sock over the bandage, and pulled the leg of his shorts to conceal the redressed wound. The stitches were healing fast with no signs of infection, and the swelling had gone down substantially. The shrinker sock was doing its job. Even though she’d shown him that she knew how to massage the area to help with circulation, healing, and desensitization, he hadn’t let her do it since that one time in the bathroom a handful of days ago. But she hadn’t pushed the issue. She wanted him to be comfortable with his body, and if it bothered him when she cared for his leg, then she’d keep her interactions to redressing his wound as efficiently as possible and focus her attention on the rest of his body. He only allowed her to redress his leg now because both his hands were bandaged, his scraped knuckles covered with gauze.

He’d fallen during physical therapy a few days ago and had taken his frustration out with both fists on the wooden ramp that had tripped him. He hadn’t asked her to accompany him to a PT session since. She wasn’t sure why he cared so much that she’d witnessed his little meltdown, but she pretended like she hadn’t seen it an would never bring it up. She knew he wanted to use a prosthetic right away, but he still needed to strengthen his left leg and toughen his right so that the skin and muscle weren’t overly sensitive to bearing weight with a prosthetic device. He said he wanted a blade, insisting it would be best for running, and he planned to run everywhere after he was freed from his wheelchair. But first he had to heal and learn to walk before he could run, and he had no patience with his body.

“I think I should skip this party,” he said.

She stroked his hair, but he still avoided her gaze. “I promise you’ll have fun. Everyone wants to see you.”

“Wants to stare at me, you mean.”

“There might be some staring.” She leaned in to kiss his arousing lips. “But who can blame them? You’re hot.”

“If you say that too much, it comes across as insincere.”

The sentiment was anything but insincere. Chad was hot. Maybe she did tell him a bit too often. She’d never felt the need to verbally remind any of her past lovers how attractive she found them, so why did she do it with Chad?

“You’re not cute,” she said. “Your brother’s cute.”

“Gee, thanks. I didn’t mean you should go from one extreme to the other.”

“You’re more handsome than cute, but that’s not quite the right word either.” She nibbled on her fingertip as she saw past the still-healing cuts, the scrapes, and the almost completely faded bruises on his face.

He blinked at her in annoyance. “Don’t hurt yourself trying to describe me.”

“I have no problem finding the right word.

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