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gleamed in her eyes as she nodded. “I think I can manage for a few minutes alone.”
    “Glad to hear it, but believe me, now I have you back in bed I don’t plan to leave you here alone for very long.”
    Her laughter followed him as he ducked back out into the main cabin, and it made him glad to hear it. If she was already laughing, she was well on her way to getting over whatever scare had sent her running from her cabin. He grabbed the first aid kit and some towels. Then he filled the biggest bowl he could find with warm water and took everything back to the bedroom, setting it all down on the floor by her feet.
    “Warmer?” he asked before giving into temptation and leaning in to kiss her gently. Her mouth was soft against his, and he forgot everything else as he kissed her again. The second kiss was deeper, and then he was lost as her lips parted and she moaned into his mouth. He felt her cool fingers sliding into his hair as she tugged him closer. Her tongue flicked over his lips, tasting and tempting and he began to answer in kind. He cupped her head in his hand, and the cool, wet touch of her hair brought him back to reality, fast.
    “You’re distracting me from what I’m supposed to be doing.” He scolded her gently as he sucked in a lungful of air. He stood up again, his hand still cradling the back of her skull. “And you never answered my question, feeling warmer now?”
    “After that kiss?” Her smile made his pulse rate jump as she looked up at him with total trust. “Oh yes, I’m much, much warmer.”
    He slid his hand forward, brushing her cheek with his fingertips before letting her go and dropping to his knees on the floor at her feet.
    “What are you doing down there?”
    “Relax, baby, this isn’t a proposal. I need to look at your feet, remember?” Where the hell did the idea of proposing come from? He glanced up and realized her eyes were wider than they’d been a second ago, something unreadable in those sweet blue depths.
    He dropped his gaze and grabbed the bowl of warm water and a towel before cupping his hands lightly around her left foot. He dipped it carefully into the water, cleaning each injury as gently as he could manage with the wet towel. Apart from the occasional wince or hiss of breath as he uncovered another cut or bruise, she showed no sign of the discomfort he knew she was feeling. When her left foot was done, he switched to her right and repeated the whole process. Once he had her cleaned up, he treated each cut with ointment, being as gentle as he could be as he smoothed it into her injuries. It was obvious that she was going to be limping for a few days, and he wished there was something else he could do to help.
    “You’ve got some pretty good cuts there, but nothing that needs stitches.” He wiped his hands on the last clean towel and looked up at her for the first time since he’d mentioned proposing. “You’re going to be sore for a day or so.”
    “Are you trying to find a reason to keep me in bed, Sinjin Heath?” Her color had returned, and there was a wicked edge to the smirk she was currently giving him. The way his name flowed from her lips made his groin ache, and he was on his feet and kissing her before he had time to think.
    “I’m hoping I’ve already given you a few reasons to want to stay in bed with me,” he murmured between kisses, his hands peeling back the quilt just enough to let him past to the soft, bare skin beneath.
    “Oh, you did, believe me.”
    “Good, then it’s decided. You’re staying with me. Whatever the hell it is that’s going on, I’ve got no intention of letting you out of my sight.” He drew a finger under her chin and tipped her face up so she was looking into his eyes. “I need you to understand something, Michelle. If you want my help, then you have to do as I say, when I say it. No argument, no questions.” He knew he was pushing things, but he didn’t care. He wasn’t going to lose anyone else