been accused of being to quiet or gullible but, this is a first.”
Looking at it, “Well it isn’t to bad. I’ve seen worse sprains. I’m no doctor but it’s probably a mild one. I’ll have to get some ice on it. But, first I guess you need a shower.” He said to me looking me up and down. Obviously noting that I was covered in dirt, like I had rolled around in it. “Do you need me to run up to your room to get you a change of clothes?”
“Yes please. If you could. I need my nightgown on my bed.” Forcing myself to stop staring at him and try to form a sentence.
“Alright. I’ll go get it.”
Rising up off the chair to get ready I realized just how much I hurt. If that wasn’t enough, the side of my leg was throbbing where I fell down. Having enough humiliation for one day, I decided to keep that to myself. With the searing pain I sat quickly back down on the chair.
With a look of concern on his face, “Madison, I’ll help you.”
“No. I can do it myself.”
“Yeah because you’re doing such a smooth job of handling yourself already. I”ll help you.” He said giving me no choice as he reached over me to turn on the shower and grabbed a towel “Here wrap this around yourself and unbutton your pants. Pull them down as much as you can. Try not to put any pressure on your ankle though.”
With trembling hands I unbuttoned my pants and he came around to me and lifted me up off the chair far enough for me to get them past my thighs. Coming back around to my front he reached up the towel with both hands which automatically sent me jerking up in my seat. Making me cry out in pain as I put pressure on my ankle.
Placing both of his hands on each side of my face as he looked up at me, “It’s okay Madison. I’m just going to finish pulling them over your ankle. I promise.” Nodding my head nervously with the go ahead.
With gentleness I would have never dreamed he was capable of he gently put his hands up the towel and pulled my jeans over my thighs, and then over my ankles. I didn’t feel a thing except for the new burning in my stomach.
“I’ll go throw these in the washer over there.” Pointing across the room. “I’ll turn around so you can get your shirt off.”
When he turned around, I pulled my shirt off, quickly wrapping the towel back around me. Making sure that all my potentially embarrassing body parts were fully covered. Well as covered as they were going to get anyhow.
“Alright here is my shirt.” Holding it out with a shaky hand. Not really sure if I was shaking over him, or from the events of the night. Walking over to me, he grabbed my shirt and quickly threw it in the washer.
“Okay, I’m going to help you up and in the shower. You can then just hand me the towel when you get in and I’ll get you a fresh one. I’ll then run upstairs to get your night-gown.”
“Alright. Thank you.”
As soon as he touched me, my skin started tingling under his touch. I was pretty sure I would melt right here in his hands. He was so strong and perfect. I couldn’t think of someone who was more striking as him in every way. Grabbing me gently under my arms he helped me step up in the shower. I noticed as I pulled the curtain and he gave me my towel he was trying not to look at me.
“I’ll be right back.” Gavin said turning and walking away.
I’m not going anywhere. I thought helplessly to myself.
In an instant Gavin raced off upstairs as quietly and quickly as he could with his mind racing. God, she is gorgeous he thought. It’s taking all the strength I have not to want to kiss her and wrap my arms around her. After all, we are not related at all, and just for that split second he was thanking the lord for being adopted. And thinking maybe everything does happen for a reason. When he got to her room he seen her nightgown laying on her bed, so he grabbed it and raced down the stairs to the second floor. Pausing for a moment on the landing, relieved that everyone was still