her.
His worry was a lot nicer when her wrist was just aching rather than when it was feeling like someone was trying to rip it free from her arm.
She shook her head. He felt bad enough. It wasn’t his fault. “I, um, needed to get some money out of my pocket. But I can’t.” She held up her hand.
“Oh, I’ve got…” Sam started to reach for his own pocket. Then a mischievous twinkle entered his eye. “In your pocket?” He let go of Tommie, who stayed right where he was, happily clutching his can of
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She nodded as Sam moved in closer.
“This pocket?” he asked, hooking the tip of his index finger in the top of her right front pocket.
The throbbing in her wrist seemed to evaporate as she nodded.
“I guess I could help you out with that,” he said, his voice dropping and his body taking up every molecule of air around her.
“That would be…helpful,” she said softly.
Sam turned his hand so that his palm was flat against her hip. The skirt lay against her body but wasn’t at all tight. Still, Sam kept his palm firmly against her as he slid down into the pocket. The heat from his hand instantly heated her skin and she closed her eyes.
He slid back and forth over the area where the band of her panties arced over her hip, covering the lower part of her abdomen.
“I can’t seem to find it,” he said huskily.
“What are you looking for again?” she breathed.
His mouth curled up. “I can answer that, but it’s something other than what I started out trying to find.”
She smiled, the warmth from his hand spreading throughout her abdomen and up through her chest.
“Whatever the answer, just keep doing that.”
“Dr. Mitchell said that if you think she needs an x-ray to go ahead and then he’ll see her,” Lisa said, interrupting the moment.
Sam didn’t jerk his hand free from her pocket. Rather he stayed right where he was, his fingers grasping the edge of the five dollar bill in her pocket and then drawing it out slowly, his hand contacting more of her body than necessary for the simple extraction.
“I’d say get a room, but I already gave you one,” Lisa said with a grin.
“Tommie needs some Jell-O from the cafeteria.” Sam reached into his own pocket, pulled out another five and handed Lisa the money, not taking his eyes from Danika’s face. “Can you send someone?” She sighed. “Yeah, we have an intern that isn’t doing anything.”
“Make sure it’s orange.”
“Of course.”
Lisa moved off and Sam said, his eyes suddenly serious, “Tell me you’re okay. I know it isn’t completely true, but just tell me anyway.”
For some reason, Danika felt a lump in her throat. She lifted her uninjured hand to his cheek. “I’m okay. Very okay, in fact.”
“Your wrist…”
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“Is just one part of my body, and I can assure you that you’re making the rest of it feel very okay.” His eyes darkened. “I wish, with everything in me, that I had a chance to make it feel even better than very okay.”
“Me too.” She hoped that maybe he would have, and take, that chance in the future. But she couldn’t say that. This was supposed to be a one-night stand. That was all he signed up for…or whatever he’d done.
She couldn’t make it into more than that. Even though she hadn’t really had everything that a one-night stand entailed.
Tommie’s whistling changed to the theme from Star Wars and Sam stepped back with a rueful grin.
“Let’s get him with Derek and then you into x-ray.”
Yeah, that was what they should do.
Derek Stevens was at the front desk flirting with Kaylee. Flirting seemed to be something that went on around St. Anthony’s a lot.
Derek pushed away from the counter as they approached. “Danika? Hey.”
“Hi.”
“You know her?”