Page 33 of Seduced by an Irresistible Lady

Miss Helena’s eyes shook. She was pained. Then just like that, the pain was gone. Her eyes were empty again, her expression unreadable. Dr Frederick looked to his side and saw a steward coming down from the stairs. He looked to be passing by but was attracted by the gathering so he came closer.

“Hello,” Dr Frederick said to him.

The steward nodded.

“Please do you have anything cold inside? We need it for her leg.”

The steward pursed his lips and placed his finger on them.

“We have ice,” he said, unsure that would suffice.

“Exactly what we need,” Dr Frederick said.

The steward turned and started walking towards the back of the house.

“Please we need it as soon as possible,” Dr Frederick shouted.

The young man picked up his pace and broke into a run just as he was about turning around the back. Dr Frederick looked back at Miss Helena. She was bent over, staring at the obviously annoying ankle. Her mouth was turned up in a scowl that was still amazingly attractive. Her face was entirely readable now that she wasn’t conscious he was looking at her. She wasn’t happy she had gotten this injury. She looked to the main entrance at the top of the stairs and shook her head.

What lies inside that makes you so wistful? Is that what you were rushing to meet? What or who?

She dropped her gaze back to her ankle, and the neckline of her gown eased down. Dr Frederick’s eyes were riveted on the clean whiteness of her exposed bust. His breath held as his gaze got lost in the fine line that separated the two breasts. He couldn’t move his eyes from the bulge of her bust. His imagination was triggered once again, causing him to shake his head to clear it. She must have seen him shaking his head from her peripheral vision because she turned to him and smiled.

“Is something on my face?” she asked him with the smile still lingering.

“Nothing, I was lost staring at you,” Dr Frederick replied very quietly.

No one else heard; that he was sure. Her eyes darkened when she heard, and she dropped her gaze. She couldn’t lift it to meet his till he touched her.

“Let me see how the ankle is faring before he comes back,” Dr Frederick said.

He placed his fingers on the ankle, touching it lightly. Her eyes shot to meet his, and Dr Frederick wasn’t sure if that was a reaction from the pain or the spark he had also felt as their skin touched. He wrapped his right palm around the ankle. Her eyes widened, and she bit down on her lower lip.

This reaction is to pain.

“Is it very painful?”

Miss Helena nodded her head very quickly. Her mouth was a tight line. Dr Frederick knew the ankle would be very tender and painful to touch. Her reaction was subdued compared to what he had expected. She either had a very high pain threshold or she had an amazing ability to withstand pain.

For a woman, this is impressive.

He put pressure on the ankle with his fingers. This time she couldn’t hold in the pain. Her left hand shot out fast and gripped his wrist. Their eyes met, and Dr Frederick felt a lump rise slowly till it rested at the top of his throat. He swallowed.

“Please, don’t press it,” she said.

“I won’t for now. I just wanted to see your reaction,” he answered.

Is that my voice?

His voice was thick and hoarse. Dr Frederick swallowed again.

“Did you injure anywhere else?”

“I am not sure,” she answered. She looked up at her friends who surrounded them and were watching quietly.

“I might have,” she whispered, “Check higher.”

Dr Frederick planned to. He moved his fingers up her limb. Her shin was smooth and warm, no signs of scar or injury. He put his palm under her shin and squeezed the muscle. He let his fingers rub gently, caressing her skin with little pressure. Miss Helena swallowed. Dr Frederick followed the lump till it disappeared at the base of her throat, just at the beginning of her protruding bust. He was tempted to place his hands between her clothed breasts just to find that lump. His member was rock hard, causing him to change position as it rubbed the ground in the stance he was.