The Last Doctor She Should Ever Date by Louisa George

Author:Louisa George [George, Louisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781460310946
Google: mmAyJVrZkjMC
Amazon: B00ALTWXDW
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-04-01T20:36:51+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

‘QUICK, DANI!’ ZAC’S voice dragged her gaze away from the goal to mid-field. ‘Over here.’

He was on his knees next to an upturned wheelchair, the wheels still spinning in the eerie silence, a boy sprawled on the floor in obvious pain.

Making her way through the wheelchairs she stopped, glad that Zac hadn’t been hurt. Mortified that she cared so much. ‘What happened?’

‘A spectacular crash and then a tip.’

She crouched next to Zac and helped assess the young lad, who looked about fifteen and seriously unimpressed with finding himself on the floor. ‘Hey, are you okay, mate? What’s your name?’

‘Karl.’ His face contorted as he held his wrist.

‘Hi, Karl, I’m Dani. Took a real tumble, eh?’ She tried to make him feel as comfortable as possible as she pressed along the bones of his arm. A bruise had begun to spread over the back of his hand and blood from a graze spilled onto her knee. ‘Sore?’

‘Yeah...I seen you before.’ He groaned. ‘On the telly.’

Oh, no...not the Lady Godiva thing again. ‘Aha.’ She braced herself ready for the lewd comments. Surely this kid was too young to have paid any attention to the furore over four years ago? But the shame always lingered, hung over her like a shadow. Would it never go away?

‘Yep, Dani’s with the Jets,’ Zac cut in. ‘She’s the best physio we’ve ever had.’

‘Too right.’ Her heart restarted, stalled a little at Zac’s affirmation of her skills. But then continued to thump. She didn’t need him to fight her battles, to take a piece of her heart when she’d protected it for so long. But this side of Zac—this private, softer side, which made him even more damned masculine—held her spellbound.

She turned her attention back to the crisis. ‘Let’s have a proper look at this hand. Can you make a fist, Karl?’

His hand flopped in her grip and he shook his head. ‘No.’

‘Oh.’ She watched the boy’s face as she slowly pressed along his ulna, looking for signs of distress or wincing at her touch. ‘Does it hurt too much to try?’

‘No, I just can’t make a fist.’ He shrugged. ‘Paralysed.’

‘Oh, gosh, I’m so sorry. I should have thought....’ She looked over at Zac for help as heat seeped under her skin. He shook his head. Don’t worry.

But she did worry. She should have thought, shouldn’t have said...

Then Karl’s fingers twitched and very slowly his hand fisted.

Big chocolate eyes stared up at her in amazement. The boy smiled. ‘Wow. Would you look at that. It’s a miracle.’

‘What?’ Her brain spun into overdrive trying to work out the ramifications. How could a hand suddenly regain movement? Maybe he’d tweaked something in his spine? Brain? Nerves?

Not wanting to freak the boy out she looked over at Zac. Caught them both smiling.

‘Quit joking around.’ Zac laughed and cuffed the boy’s hair. ‘She’s trying to help.’

‘Sorry. Couldn’t help it. I’m paraplegic, not quad. Duff legs, but the arms are okay. Usually.’ Karl made a tight fist but winced when Zac touched his wrist.

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