Page 8 of A Plaid Case of Loving Ye
“I do.” She didn’t sound sorry. “Ye’re no’ the first warrior I’ve cared for, and ye’re all alike. Proud of yer bodies until a lass needs to get anywhere near yer cocks, and then ye go modest all over.”
He’d thought her touch was enough to arouse him. He’d thought herscent, and the sight of that pink tongue between those plump lips was the reason for his throbbing erection.
Mayhap those contributed, but in that moment, he learned he’d never known the definition ofharduntil he’d heard this lass utter the word “cock.”
By all the saints, was she trying to kill him?
With a groan, he flopped back against the pillow. “Ye cannae say such a thing.”
“Aye, I can.” Calmly, she tugged the blanket from his hold, and he allowed her to fold it back.Modestly. “I’m a healer, remember.”
“And an innocent,” he grumbled. “A man can be proud of his bodyandno’-at-all-modest when it comes to a beautiful lass near his cock.”
She stilled, but due to his position—and the fact she bent over his blind side—he had no idea of her expression. He thought he might’ve heard her breath hitch.
But when she returned to her ministrations, her movements were brisk and efficient. “I hardly think that matters now, milord. I’m a healer, no’ a-adoxy.” She stumbled over the word, as if ‘twere foreign. “I’m no’ alarmed by the sight of a man’s member, and there’s nae need to be ashamed.”
Shame? She thought himashamed?
He had to swallow twice to make his throat work. “I merely meant that in order to preserve yer innocence—”
“Oh, stuff my innocence,” she snapped, and flipped the edge of the blanket away from his hips, revealing the bandage.
And his erect, aching cock.
Well, fook.
Ramsay couldn’t help it; his opposite knee jerked as he lifted his head, torn between trying to cover himself and smiling smugly at the proof of his manhood.
Och, what? She’s supposed to be impressed by that thing? ‘Tis waving about threateningly.
For certes, Nicola was bent over his hip, her attention steadfastly on the bandage which had been wrapped around his waist and his thigh. She seemed to be paying no attention whatsoever to his jutting cock…until he noticed her blush.
Aye, her eyes might be locked on her work, but her cheeks and neck were almost the same color as her hair, and when her arm accidentally brushed against his member as she cut through the bandage…well, they both sucked in a breath, telling him she was just as aware of his arousal as he himself was.
So, really, at this point, there was no use trying to pretend it wasn’t there.
Great bloody thing is impossible to ignore. If she sneezes, ‘twill likely put out her eye.
Wonder if there was any chancethatwas how he’d lost his left eye? Ramsay blew out a breath and forced himself back against the pillow. There was naught else to be done except pretend the most beautiful mouth he’d ever seen wasn’t inches from his cock.
His hips jerked at the thought. Luckily, the incredibly stupid move coincided with her removing the last of the bandage and running her palm against his wound, so hopefully ‘twas disguised as pain.
Not that pain wasgood.
“Thisishealing nicely.”
“’Tishealed,” he ground out through gritted teeth, his gaze locked once more on the ceiling. “The bandage is useless.”
She merely hummed as she peered at his skin. “’Twas made by a sword, aye?” Her fingers lightly traced the wound which had scabbed once he’d removed the stitches. “A deep cut, and one which will scar. Hopefully the limp will no’ last.”
She’d noticed his limp? “The leg can hold my weight,” he admitted, “but needs strengthening.”
“I can imagine.” Her cheeks were still red when those fiery eyes of hers flicked up to meet his gaze, then away just as quickly, landing everywhere but on his manhood. “Verra well, as yer healer, ye have my permission to leave the bandage off, and to begin to work yer leg. Stretches and weight, but dinnae push yerself, else something may burst.”
“Like me?”
Her gaze finally landed firmly on his cock jutting between them, and licked her lips. He doubted she even realized what she was doing. “Aye,” she breathed.
