Page 16 of Under His Guard

“Um, can you lift your arm? I want to see how the wound stretches.”

Luke sucks in a breath, like he knows this will be uncomfortable, and slowly raises his arm.

I watch the injury pull a bit, and then Luke stops, clearly hitting his limit. It’s good he has a decent range of motion.

But then my eyes fall to the ridged curves of his abs, and my mouth goes dry. He is ripped. Like, who has muscles like this?

Snapping my gaze back to my supplies, I grab a fresh bandage, tear open the package, and lay it across the sutures.

When he lowers his arm, it hits me that I’m sandwiched between his legs, right near his crotch. Oh no. No. Not good. Pull up!

“Okay.” I stand up like I’ve been zapped with a cattle prod. “You’re doing great. Um, let’s, um…see how you can move.”

Smooth, Clara. Real smooth.

Chapter 6

Luke

It’s a good thing Clara is as flustered as she is because if that gorgeous woman would have paid any more attention to what was going on just inches from her…

She would have seen the straining erection I’ve been fighting since she arrived.

Clearing my throat, I stand up from the couch, take the shirt I’ve been holding, and slip it back down over my head.

“Whatever you say, doc.”

The pain flares through my side a little at that, but it’s really nothing. I’ve dealt with far worse after my back injury.

Clara rolls her lips between her teeth for a moment and offers the epitome of a “professional smile.”

She really is too cute for her own damn good, and I remember seeing her cornered by those Cobras.

I won’t let that shit happen.

“How’d that feel? I mean, you’re going to be sore for a while, but does it feel like the pain medication has been helping?”

Watching Clara take a step away nearly makes me laugh. I can see how skittish she is around me, and when she takes the pile of bandages to the kitchen off to the side, I know she’s doing it to distract herself.

“Haven’t taken it.”

Her eyes snap back to mine as she searches the area for a trash can.

“Under the sink.”

I nod toward it, but she fumbles with the cabinet, so I walk over and pull the door open for her.

“Thank you.” Clara tosses the stuff in the small can I have under there and then straightens, returning her attention to me. “You haven’t taken the medication I prescribed?”

“Not the painkillers. Don’t worry, I took your antibiotics.”

Her eyes rake over me, and again, I have to fight back the desire to show her just what her attention is doing to me.

“You must have a pretty high pain tolerance, then.”

The chuckle that comes out of me is unexpected. Pretty much everyone in my life knows that by now. And I mean, we all do after the military.

“Ex-solider, remember?” I cock a smirk at her, folding my arms over my chest.

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