Page 13 of Electric Kiss

Daisy narrowed her eyes into slits. “Didn’t I mention earlier to stop checking me out?”

Another rumbly laugh. His handsome face came alight when he smiled. It was almost enough to take her breath away.

“Sorry,” he muttered but not looking the least bit remorseful.

“Let’s get you up and see what the damage is. My guess is it’s a dislocation.”

“You a doctor?”

“Ha! No, far from it, but I know a fair bit of medical emergency stuff.”

She helped him up with his good arm and circled him so she was at his front. She pushed and prodded, and with the yelps he let out, she knew for sure he had dislocated his shoulder. Which meant it needed to be put back in place. She’d done a few on the rigs but doubted this man would let her do it. He seemed the proud independent type.

Daisy stood face to face with him, her hands on his upper arm and shoulder.

“Okay. Bad news, you’ve dislocated your shoulder,” Daisy said, grinning up at him.

“Why are you smiling at that? It fucking hurts.”

“Well, you’ll think twice next time you think about speed and freewheeling like you’re at the supermarket and want to have fun with the trolley. I’m smiling because there’s good news.”

“Which is? You know a doctor?” Nate asked, wincing from the pain.

“Well, I do know a medic, but I can fix this for you.”

“Oh no, a tiny thing like you? Nope.”

Nate was backing away, a little fear on his features as he gave her another once over.

“I’m not that tiny. My brother makes the most delicious cakes.”

“Compared to me, you’re tiny. What are you? Five foot three?”

Nate looked down at her, his eyes were changing from grey to blue, but it was her mouth he couldn’t stop staring at.

He cleared his throat and looked over her shoulder.

“I’m five feet seven, thank you very much. I just look tiny compared to your six feet.”

Daisy moved forward, seemingly chasing after him. She had met men like him before who didn’t want her to fix them.

They stood face to face, her hands on his upper arm and shoulder. She could feel the warmth of his body through his shirt.

“Okay,” she said, her voice soft and soothing. “You’re going to be brave. There is no point staying in pain when I can make it go away. Don’t be stubborn.”

Nate seemed to contemplate what she was saying, still not giving in.

“I can help you if you want,” Daisy said, her gaze stilllocked with his. “It’s going to hurt, but it’ll be quick, and it’ll get you fixed up.”

Her voice was so calm, her words hopefully comforting.

“Six feet one, I think you’ll find,” he muttered.

Daisy rolled her eyes and laughed. “Like an inch matters,” she scoffed and then felt herself go red.

She resisted the urge to lift her hands to her cheeks to see if they were burning as much as they felt.

“I think we both know every inch counts,” he said so low she felt it in her stomach.

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