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“You burned it good.”
“That’s why I’m putting it under cold water,” he said, his voice grouchy.
She shot a glance up at him, smiling a little. “Cranky.”
“It hurts,” he snapped.
“Yeah, I bet it does.” She put the stopper in the sink and filled it up, getting the water as cold as it would go.
“I was going to ice it—”
“No. Ice is bad for burns. Can affect circulation.” She guided his hand back into the water and held it there as the water started to fill up, slowly rising over his wrist and forearm. Once it was up a few inches over the burned areas, she shut it off. “There. You need to keep it in there for twenty minutes or so. We’ll keep letting the water out as it warms up and adding in more cold.”
“I need to finish the food,” he muttered, staring down into the sink.
She rose onto her toes and kissed his cheek. “I’ll do it. It’s the thought that counts and all.”
“I was supposed to be doing the breakfast for you . . . not having you cook for me. You always cook for me.”
“I don’t mind.” She went to glance at him. Such a mistake. That dream, that torrid, wicked dream continued to dance through her mind and when their gazes locked, the heat in his dark blue eyes was enough to leave her feeling like she had been scalded. Only there was no pain.
Just burning, burning heat.
The breath whooshed down out of her lungs and for a moment, she could picture herself doing exactly what she’d done in that dream. Reaching up, framing his face with her hands, and holding him as she pressed her mouth to his.
Have a torrid affair with a hot guy.
Such a simple thing, it seemed.
And if this was anybody but her best friend . . .
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