He lifted his uninjured arm and clumsily tried to unbutton his shirt.
When the last button was finally undone, he straightened his back and tried to shrug his shirt off, but it was futile. After a while, he let out a frustrated sigh.
Raegan seemed to notice his struggle. “Does it hurt?”
Sometimes it was good to admit one’s weakness.
At last, Mitchel realized that Raegan yielded to a more subtle approach rather than a direct one.
Mitchel raised his eyebrows and answered in a hoarse voice, “A little…”
The pungent smell of blood permeated the air. Finally, Raegan bit her Lips and nodded, as though she had made up her mind about something.
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“Let me do it.”
Mitchel could barely hide his smile, but he tried desperately to hold it back and put on a serious face.
Shy, Raegan lowered her head to keep from staring at his defined muscles and gingerly stretched out her hand to search for the button.
But it was inevitable for her soft fingers to brush against the man’s bare skin. Her cold hands touched every part of his chest.
ALL of a sudden, Mitchel gasped.
Raegan stopped what she was doing and looked up in a hurry. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
Mitchel frowned and said in a low voice, “You touched the wrong spot.”
Raegan looked down at the part she had just touched and turned as red as a tomato. I’m sorry,” she stuttered embarrassedly.
“It’s okay. Go on…” Mitchel’s low and seductive voice seemed to make her heart race in her chest.
Raegan flushed even more.
The car interior wasn’t particularly spacious with Mitchel’s stout build. One false move from Raegan, and she could hurt him. Holding her breath, she made sure to be extra careful as she tried to take off his shirt.
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Finally, his shirt was half taken off. His wound was on the back of his shoulder. Raegan frowned and tried to stand up to get a clearer view of the wound. “Move over sideways, or I won’t be able to apply the ointment.”
Mitchel obediently turned sideways. Seated, Raegan still couldn’t see the wound, so she knelt one knee on the seat to prop herself up higher.
Even with her back straight, she was just tall enough to reach Mitchel’s shoulder.
She tried to lean forward, and the leather seat sank a little underneath her weight. From the rearview mirror, Mitchel could see her every movement.
Sensing that he was watching her in the mirror, Raegan looked up at their reflection curiously.
In the mirror, she could see herself kneeling down behind him, her hand resting on his shoulder. The posture looked incredibly suggestive.