Nothing to exciting but I’m taking a break and thought I’d share a snippet so without further ado…
He kept step beside me, the expression on his face making it clear he was not pleased.
“Where are you going?”
“It’s none of your business.”
“You’re hurt. You need to be checked out.”
“It’s just a scratch, I can take care of myself.”
His hand on my shoulder stopped me, “Aria, I’m not just talking about the bite. Your shoulder is dislocated, you need to have it set.”
“I’ll take care of it.” His grip grew more firm. I stared into his emerald eyes before nodding. Fine, if he wanted to be a control freak we’d do this here and now.
Adjusting his grip he placed one hand on my left shoulder, the other on my bicep. His eyes met mine once more and he waited. I said nothing, just stared into the fathomless pools of emerald green, watching the fleck of gold dance within his iris’. I got lost in the motion and felt my body begin to sway as though it were tempted to dance to the silent rhythm. Without warning, her jerked his arm up, the joint popping back into place and a pained cry escaping my mouth. He released his hold and I cradled my elbow, hugging my arm close as I rode through the wave of pain. Biting my lip to keep a lid on the string of curses I wanted to release. A full minute passed before I was able to think clearly. I took several deep breaths like I’d practiced in meditation, and pushed the pain to the furthest recesses of my mind.
“Thank you,” I said.
“Don’t mention it.” I retrieved my shoes from the pavement and headed back to the garage, seeking the comfort of my vehicle. Declan didn’t choose to follow me.