Page 73 of Lovers Like Us
He says, “I’m fine.” He wants tobe.
“You’re notfine.”
People must’ve grabbed his shoulder and held on, pulling back while he moved forward. I should’ve shoved them offfaster.
He tries to move his left arm, and he bites down, pain cinching his brows. “Fuck,” hecurses.
From behind him, I clutch his waist and slide my arm around him in affection. He almost leans into me, remembering who I am. Being honest here, he’s still a marblestatue.
“Let me help you.” I shine a light on hisshoulder.
“It’s justsore.”
“Your shoulder isdislocated.”
Maximoff breathes through his nose and then grasps the sink ledge again. “Is that your professional medical opinion?” he asks. “Just bylooking?”
“MAXIMOFF! MAXIMOFF!” they grow louderoutside.
“Yeah.” I stay behind him. “Also, you’re a stubborn smartass. Point this at your shoulder.” I pass him myphone.
He uses his good hand and directs the light. He watches me through themirror.
“You can pop itin?”
“I can.” I gently place a hand on the back of his shoulder, another on his elbow. Bracing his forearm with mine. His pulse isracing.
My stomach overturns. Wanting him to just calm. Relax. But he’s hurt, and I know I’m atfault.
“MAXIMOFF! MAXIMOFFHALE!”
“I have to tell you something,” I sayseriously.
“If you’re trying to distract me, it’s not going towork—”
“I kissed a crewmember.”
“What—”
I click his shoulder back into place, and he lets out a long groan. “Fuuuck,” he curses, and one breath later, he’s glaring atme.
My brows lift. “I waskidding.”
He breathes stronger but shakes his head. “You couldn’t joke about literally anythingelse?”
“Nothing else would’veworked.”
He exhales. “And you’re a fucking asshole.” His arm curves around myshoulders.
“That too.” I clutch the back of his neck, the light dancing around us as we shift. “I’msorry—”
“Not your damn fault,” he says, voice firm, and he subtly eyes me for any injuries. Seeing that I’m okay. “My old bodyguard would’ve doneworse.”
Yet, I should’ve done better. “You’ll need to ice the shoulder, and you should call my father to look at it if the pain getsworse.”
His brows furrow. “You just looked atit.”
“Ligaments protect the shoulder joint, and four tendons are connected to your rotator cuff. If you tore any of those, you may need surgery. My father is more experienced. He’llknow.”
