The Marine Makes His Match. Victoria Pade

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Название The Marine Makes His Match
Автор произведения Victoria Pade
Жанр Короткие любовные романы
Серия Mills & Boon Cherish
Издательство Короткие любовные романы
Год выпуска 0
isbn 9781474059374



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and causing Sutter to flinch.

      “Ooh, I’m sorry! Again,” she apologized. “But that’s the last one.”

      The only relief Sutter showed was in the cautious and slight rolling of that shoulder as if to ease the tension out of it.

      “It looks good, though,” Kinsey said, meaning his wound, though the movement caused her to notice once more just how good everything else looked, too.

      “I need to do a little bit of an exam—can you wiggle your fingers? Make a fist? Squeeze my hand?”

      He could, wiggling long, thick fingers, making an impressively tight fist and then taking the hand she offered, showing more strength than she’d expected.

      And at the same time causing her to feel her temperature rising again.

      She ignored her own reaction to him.

      “Good,” she said.

      That seemed like signal enough for him to let go but he didn’t until she told him he could. And even then it seemed as if there was a split second more of lingering.

      She put him through a few more exercises, then she bent over and picked up the ball Jack had abandoned, handing it to Sutter. “You can start therapy with a few squeezes of this. Tomorrow when I come, I’ll bring you one of your own and we’ll add a few other things.”

      “It’s all gonna work again, right?” he asked.

      “I think we can get you back to a hundred percent range of motion. You’re even healed enough to shower without being bandaged, but you might want the incision site covered just to avoid any irritation from the sling.”

      “Great, let’s give it air tonight—I don’t sleep in the sling, I just rest the arm on my chest. Tomorrow I’ll slap some gauze over the wound after I shower in the morning.”

      So very many mental images ran through Kinsey’s head, but she shoved them away, washed her hands again and then began to clean up as Sutter retrieved his shirt.

      Being careful to keep her eyes to herself, she said, “Todd—he’s the dog trainer—can come tomorrow evening after he leaves work if I give him the go-ahead.”

      “Sounds good to me. The sooner the better.”

      “Then I’ll call and tell him. And maybe we can save Jack from exile.”

      She’d repacked her suture kit by then and—still without a glance in his direction—she told him she wanted to peek in on the colonel one last time before she left.

      The colonel was asleep with her glasses on and her book resting on her chin, so Kinsey silently went into the room to remove both, managing not to disturb her patient in the process.

      Sutter was waiting for her when she returned to the kitchen, his shirt on again but only one button fastened.

      Kinsey tried not to look, instead noting that he’d replaced the sling, too, which told her that he still needed it. “The colonel is asleep,” she informed him. “So unless you need anything else—”

      “I don’t.”

      “Then I’ll get going and let you rest, too.”

      She leaned down to pet Jack where he was trying hard to open a cupboard door with his nose. “You rest, too, Jack, because you’re in for a big day tomorrow.”

      Sutter surprised her by walking her to her car.

      “Feel free to park in the driveway. Nearest to the house,” he said as they reached her small sedan at the curb and she unlocked her door. “If I need to get out I can use the far side.”

      “Okay,” she said, appreciating that he was trying to save her a few steps.

      She tossed her purse and bag and suture kit across the console into the passenger seat and then glanced over the car’s roof to Sutter. “You have my number—don’t hesitate to call anytime during the night if there’s any problem or you have any question—this is round-the-clock care even if I don’t live in.”

      “We’ll be fine.”

      “Just in case,” she persisted, recognizing in herself a certain unfathomable lack of eagerness to leave.

      But then Sutter said, “See you tomorrow,” giving her no other option.

      Kinsey nodded and got behind her steering wheel, closing her car door behind her.

      But as she put the key in the ignition, she glanced in Sutter’s direction once more, thinking to catch sight of him returning to the house. Instead he was merely taking slow steps backward. Slow enough that her view was of his belly button just above the waistband of his slacks. His very sexy belly button there amid those rock-hard abs.

      And up went her temperature all over again before she turned on the engine, put the car in gear and hit the gas.

      Telling herself to get away as fast as she could.

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