The Matchmakers: Delaware by Janet Dailey

Author:Janet Dailey [Dailey, Janet]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780373898589
Google: 74j1TkXHf3gC
Amazon: 0373898584
Publisher: Open Road Media
Published: 1978-01-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

THE LAST cupboards were the most difficult because they were located above the refrigerator. Standing on a chair in front of the refrigerator, Kathleen hadn't been able to reach the top shelf nor the back of the lower shelf, so she had opted for a somewhat precarious perch, using the chair and the adjoining counter top to reach the shelves.

A matching set of glasses, goblets and punch bowl were stored on the two shelves. All of them were dusty from long disuse, and Kathleen washed them before returning them to the former place. Only the goblets remained to be put back.

With a knee on the counter and a barefoot waving in the air for balance, she stretched across the refrigerator top to set one goblet on the shelf. The radio was blaring in her ear.

"What are you doing?" a voice barked loudly from the direction of the side door into the garage.

Startled, Kathleen spun around. Her elbow hit the edge of an open cupboard door, sending needles of pain down her arm, momentarily paralyzing her fingers. The goblet tumbled from her hand, striking first the counter top, then breaking on the chair seat and shattering glass onto the tile floor.

"Don't move!" Jordan Long called out.

But the warning came too late. Instinct had already made Kathleen react quickly to try to catch the expensive crystal goblet before it broke. The sole of her bare foot came down on a piece of glass on the chair top. A stifled gasp of pain followed the piercing contact.

Not daring to move from the safety of her perch atop the counter, she sat down on the formica top, twisting her leg to view the injury to the bottom of her foot. There was a telltale smear of red and a stabbing pain.

"I thought I told you not to move!" Glass crunched under his shoes as Jordan strode angrily to her side.

Kathleen glanced at the masculine features, etched with impatience at her foolishness. "You did."

"What happened?" Annette appeared in the doorway to the garage, her gray eyes rounded with curiosity. Marsha was right behind her.

"Kathleen broke a goblet," Jordan answered abruptly. "Get a broom from the closet and sweep it up before someone else gets cut." He diverted his attention back to Kathleen, more specifically to her injured foot. "Let's see how bad it is," he ordered grimly.

"I am a nurse," she reminded him curtly as he pushed her probing fingers out of the way. "I'm certainly qualified to deal with a simple cut."

Steel gray eyes briefly met the stubborn flash of her gaze. "I've had some first aid experience and, unless you're a contortionist, I can see better than you whether there are any glass splinters in the wound."

Kathleen surrendered her foot grudgingly. "What are you doing back so early anyway?" she muttered, then winced involuntarily when he plucked out a glass chip.

"Four o'clock isn't exactly early." With the glass removed, the blood flowed more freely from the cut.

Deftly he wrapped his white handkerchief around her foot.

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