Counselor Undone by Lisa Rayne

Author:Lisa Rayne [Rayne, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Publisher: Fire Sign Press
Published: 2015-08-10T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Jordis lay with her back against the locker room bench, legs straddling either side, feet on the floor. Her side hurt where Eric had elbowed her dozens of times, and she could feel the wrist on her shooting arm cramping up. She hadn’t played ball in a while. She certainly hadn’t expected to go at it this hard during what was supposed to be a friendly pickup game.

The effort to get her tank off had been excruciating. Bruises had started to form along her side and rib cage. They wouldn’t be pretty come tomorrow. She lifted her arm over her eyes and winced at the painful tug along her side. She needed a shower, but the thought of trying to pull off her sports bra made her cringe.

A knock sounded on the locker room door.

“Jordis, you in there?”

Michael.

“Come on in.”

Michael rounded the corner and saw her laid out on the locker room bench.

Jordis dragged herself to an upright position, her legs still straddling the bench.

“You all right?”

“Yeah. Just a few bumps and bruises. Nothing a hot shower, some ibuprofen, and a nap won’t cure.”

Michael looked down at her midsection and cursed. He dropped his bag and squatted beside her. “Good, Lord.” He ran his fingers lightly over purple and blue blotches along her right rib cage.

She flinched at his touch. “It looks worse than it is. I bruise easily.”

His fingers traced across her midsection. The pain of her bruises scattered, leaving a slow boil in its place. He smelled good. It wasn’t the woodsy fragrance he usually wore. This scent smelled crisp and clean, with a bit of citrus. His sporty fragrance, she thought. It made her want to get physical with him in a way that had absolutely nothing to do with sports. His fingers caressing her skin didn’t help. His touch, his smell, his words were messing with her equilibrium. She couldn’t think when he touched her like this.

She scooted back along the bench, breaking their skin contact. The movement freed her ribs from his touch, but he dropped his hand to a thigh covered by black spandex.

“Maybe I should take you to the emergency room for x-rays.”

“No. Trust me. I’ve had much worse than this.”

He looked into her eyes as if trying to judge her forthrightness. “Yes, maybe you have.” Absently, he rubbed her thigh as he spoke. “Doesn’t mean we should ignore it. That push and shove match got intense. Covington came at you pretty hard. You should have let me take him.”

Jordis placed a hand on top of his to still its movement and quiet the tremors he’d set off in her nether region. “I fight my own battles, Remington. You need to remember that.”

“I gave you the lead today, Morgan, because you insisted, but I’m not a man who stands by and lets his wo— . . . people be bullied. One day, Covington’s going to cross a line with you that he finds me standing on the other side of. You need to remember that.

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