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Story: The Wolf of My Eye
Edeen, Lachlan, and Enrick looked surprised, but Colleensmiled. “Yeah, sure. Come on, everyone.” Then they walked out of the guest chamber.
Once Colleen shut the door, Maisie said, “Okay, take it out.”
Robert pulled the covers aside.
He was totally naked! And he looked perfectly alpha in that moment. Then she remembered he’d been hypothermic and they’d had to remove his wet clothes. “Sorry, I don’t have anything to wear.” He really didn’t sound apologetic, just like he wanted to take care of her as quickly as possible. He was the perfect specimen of a male wolf in human form. “Luckily, I don’t have to traumatize the area any further; the barb went all the way through the skin on your arm. I’ll just cut it here.”
She had totally forgotten about the fishhook and was still thinking of his beautiful physique.
He snipped off the barb, then laid it on the bedside table. “And pull this out this way.”
After he removed the hook, she pulled her suit off so he could sterilize the wound and apply a bandage. At least the fishhook appeared to be brand-new, not rusty.
“How are you feeling now?” He began to clean the wound.
That stung like crazy. “Much better, but I’m glad I’m not swimming in seawater anytime soon.”
“I’ll say.”
He applied the bandage with such finesse and caring, she looked back up at his beautiful blue eyes framed by the most luscious black eyelashes. To her surprise, he began to examine her head. “Where does it hurt?”
She felt the top of her head, and he put his hand gently on it.
“You have a contusion. I recommend an ice pack and a day in bed.”
With him? She was ready. What was wrong with her that she was thinking of such a thing right now when he was still recovering from hypothermia and she had a head injury? Well, maybe the latter was the reason.
“Have you had a tetanus shot recently?” he asked.
“I have, aye.”
“Good. If you have any trouble with either the head injury—nausea, dizziness, blurring vision—or a fever or sign of infection on your arm, you let me know right away.”
“You’ll make a house call?”
He smiled, a bit of the devil in his expression.
“Thanks for saving me, by the way,” she said. “Anyone could have had a boat capsize out there. I’m just glad the boat didn’t knock you out too, or we might not be here talking to each other right now.”
“You’re welcome and so right about that, but you saved me too. So thanks for that. I’m sorry for the fishhook. I’ll buy you a new suit.”
“We’re all good. There’s no need. Sometime I might tell you about my mishaps with fishing.” She hoped that would make him feel better.
Someone knocked lightly on the door, and Robert quickly climbed under the sheets. Maisie wrapped the pieces of fishhook in several tissues and stuffed them in her pocket. “For show-and-tell,” she explained. “I have to let my sister know what took me so long while taking marine life pictures today.”
He smiled again. “Come in.”
Edeen opened the door. “I’m sorry for the interruption, but I brought you some clothes to wear, Robert.”
“Thanks.”
Eden turned to Maisie. “If you’re feeling alright, I’ll take you home, but Colleen asked if you would both like some hot tea first in the sitting room.”
“Sure, that would be nice. After we have some tea, I’ll need a ride to the car park.”
“I’ll take you.” Edeen smiled and then left them alone.
“Oh, I’ll come with you,” Maisie said as an afterthought. She really didn’t need to see the hunky Scotsman dress. She grabbed her wet suit and left the room in a hurry to catch up to Edeen.
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