Chapter 6

“That’s…um…not what I meant.”

I wanted to ask him for details, but my gut urged me not to pressure him, so I backed off.

He finished in silence, but I didn’t take my eyes off him for a second. His skin was flawless and looked like the finest silk. When he was focused on a task, he moved with economy, so unlike the earlier fluttering. And his hair, falling over his eyes and curling slightly over his ears, called to me, and I had to sit on my hands so I wouldn’t run my fingers through it.

Samuel Hayes. He pushed every button I had, and I dreaded the moment I had to say goodbye to him.

Far too soon, I was all patched up. He rose to his feet and smiled, flashing me his dimple. “As good as new.”

I looked on his work. He had cleaned me up and bandaged me and it hadn’t hurt for a second. “Thank you, Sammy.”

“Um, no one calls me Sammy.”

“Good. Means I’m the only one.”

He hid his mouth behind his hand. I hoped it was a smile he was trying to conceal.