gesture sent a burst of warmth rushing through Sarah. This was so…unexpected. She cleared her throat. “Th-thanks.”
“Now your backside will be covered, and I won’t have to get into any territorial pissing matches.” He held up the robe so she could stick her left arm through the sleeve. “Let’s drape this over your right shoulder and not bother your cast.”
Sarah nodded, not trusting her voice. She appreciated Cullen staying with her at the hospital, but his company was enough. She didn’t want him buying her anything, especially something as lovely and as thoughtful as this robe.
He tied the belt around her waist. “Now you’re set.”
She didn’t feel set. She felt light-headed. Chills ran up and down her arms. Neither had anything to do with her injuries, but everything to do with the man standing next to her.
“Ready?” he asked.
No, she wasn’t.
“Go on,” Natalie encouraged. “You can do this.”
No, Sarah didn’t think she could.
Cullen extended his arm toward her. She reached for his hand, unsure if touching him would hurt or not.
He laced his fingers with hers, sending tingles shooting up her arm. “It’ll be okay.”
Chills and tingles were not okay.
“I won’t let you fall,” he said confidently.
Sarah had no doubt he would catch her if her body gave out and gravity took over. But who would stop her heart from falling for him? Or catch her if it did?
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