Page 18 of Operation K-9 Brothers
“How else are you going to find out if your scars disgust me?Better to know now if I’m like that stupid woman, don’t you think?”He seemed to have forgotten that she’d already seen most of his arm, that she had even touched his wounds without recoiling.
His lips twitched.“She was stupid, eh?”
“That’s my opinion, yes.”
He glanced at his arm, at the scars showing below the sleeve of his shirt.“You haven’t seen the worst of them.”
“Well then.Go for it.I’m totally prepared to be grossed out.”
Another lip twitch.“This is only the second time since getting hurt that I’ve worn a short-sleeve shirt.”
The first time had been the other night at her house.He’d wanted her to see his scars, had expected her to be repulsed like that stupid woman.That he’d worn one today told her that he trusted her or was trying to.She was pretty sure her heart had just melted.
“Quit stalling, Jack.”
