welts along the side
and she was squirming and wriggling like red ants were crawling
along her body.
“ Can you keep
still so I can see what’s the problem? I don’t think there are
snakes on the beach, but it looks like a sting.” he tried to touch
her foot which she kept out of his reach.
She pushed at him and
pointed to the ground. “You idiot. I was stung by that. It’s a
jellyfish.”
“ Now we’ve
established what stung you, could you stop moving so I can examine
your foot?” She was writhing on the ground and keeping her foot
away from him.
Her oohs and aahs, were
drawing more than a few smirks and smiles from the people walking
by. He tried to get her to focus but she was flailing. “The quicker
I diagnose―”
She grabbed his shirt and
pulled him closer. “I don’t need your posh explanations or words.
The pain is hell and I am dying.” The beads of sweat on her heated
forehead, was a dead giveaway she didn’t have long before she would
pass out from pain or shock.
Kieran sat on his
haunches and pulled her across his lap. He threaded his fingers
into her hair and pulled all the loose strands behind her ears so
she could see his eyes and focus. “Ash, listen to me. Just listen
to the sound of my voice and nothing else. It’s going to be
okay.”
He lowered his head. Her
eyes widened and he watched her pupils dilate. He had to wonder if
it was fear or excitement which brought on this effect. At this
point it could have been both, but he really wanted it to be
excitement and he didn’t ask himself why. All he knew was he wanted
to taste her lips. Until that moment he hadn’t realised how much he
wanted to know if she tasted like the exotic scent of orchids and
oranges she smelled of or if it was something totally
different.
He watched her tongue
flick out and he expected it to sweep across her lips, which had
gone parched from the shock of the pain. But instead she closed the
distance between them and nipped at the corner of his
lip.
What am I
doing? The reality hit him like a bolt of
lightening and he groaned. This was so many kinds of wrong. He was
doing exactly what the beach bum was trying to do to Ash. He was
taking advantage.
Her hands reached up and
wrapped around his neck. She sighed against his mouth. Her teeth
made a sound as they clicked against his.
This was so
wrong.
Chapter Five
Pain and pleasure were
two emotions on different ends of the spectrum. Ash never thought
to put them together. But the whiskey depths of Kieran’s eyes left
her with a heated sense of need, and pain cloaked to such a point
that it mimicked pleasure. A sensation she couldn’t equate to
anything she’d come across before.
His hair felt soft and
silky and for days she’d wanted to touch it, to see if that hair
product he used would leave it lacking. It didn’t, in fact as her
fingers knitted through his hair, the smoothness of his scalp
tingled her palms and there was heaviness in her belly. Something
unexplainable. Would he think her forward now that she’d tried to
press her lips against his? Surely he could see she was
impatient.
The pain was that
stubborn wave that continued to knock against the breaker.
Annoying, but definitely something she could deal with. Her gaze
lifted when he pushed her away. “I should call an ambulance,” he
took out his mobile phone.
Thwack. The resounding
sound from his rejection stung so much it was nothing compared to a
jellyfish. She lifted herself off the ground, refusing his offer of
help. Her heart was beating so wildly that it matched her gasping
breaths. She pushed her hair away from her face and felt the heat
in her cheeks. He must think she was some sort of wanton woman who
would make public displays of affection to anyone who’d have
her.
Slowly she straightened
her bathing suit before picking herself off the ground. She limped
to her bag and took out a small bottle of lemon juice she normally
kept for her tea. “Don’t bother, Dr Kanna. Home
and she was squirming and wriggling like red ants were crawling
along her body.
“ Can you keep
still so I can see what’s the problem? I don’t think there are
snakes on the beach, but it looks like a sting.” he tried to touch
her foot which she kept out of his reach.
She pushed at him and
pointed to the ground. “You idiot. I was stung by that. It’s a
jellyfish.”
“ Now we’ve
established what stung you, could you stop moving so I can examine
your foot?” She was writhing on the ground and keeping her foot
away from him.
Her oohs and aahs, were
drawing more than a few smirks and smiles from the people walking
by. He tried to get her to focus but she was flailing. “The quicker
I diagnose―”
She grabbed his shirt and
pulled him closer. “I don’t need your posh explanations or words.
The pain is hell and I am dying.” The beads of sweat on her heated
forehead, was a dead giveaway she didn’t have long before she would
pass out from pain or shock.
Kieran sat on his
haunches and pulled her across his lap. He threaded his fingers
into her hair and pulled all the loose strands behind her ears so
she could see his eyes and focus. “Ash, listen to me. Just listen
to the sound of my voice and nothing else. It’s going to be
okay.”
He lowered his head. Her
eyes widened and he watched her pupils dilate. He had to wonder if
it was fear or excitement which brought on this effect. At this
point it could have been both, but he really wanted it to be
excitement and he didn’t ask himself why. All he knew was he wanted
to taste her lips. Until that moment he hadn’t realised how much he
wanted to know if she tasted like the exotic scent of orchids and
oranges she smelled of or if it was something totally
different.
He watched her tongue
flick out and he expected it to sweep across her lips, which had
gone parched from the shock of the pain. But instead she closed the
distance between them and nipped at the corner of his
lip.
What am I
doing? The reality hit him like a bolt of
lightening and he groaned. This was so many kinds of wrong. He was
doing exactly what the beach bum was trying to do to Ash. He was
taking advantage.
Her hands reached up and
wrapped around his neck. She sighed against his mouth. Her teeth
made a sound as they clicked against his.
This was so
wrong.
Chapter Five
Pain and pleasure were
two emotions on different ends of the spectrum. Ash never thought
to put them together. But the whiskey depths of Kieran’s eyes left
her with a heated sense of need, and pain cloaked to such a point
that it mimicked pleasure. A sensation she couldn’t equate to
anything she’d come across before.
His hair felt soft and
silky and for days she’d wanted to touch it, to see if that hair
product he used would leave it lacking. It didn’t, in fact as her
fingers knitted through his hair, the smoothness of his scalp
tingled her palms and there was heaviness in her belly. Something
unexplainable. Would he think her forward now that she’d tried to
press her lips against his? Surely he could see she was
impatient.
The pain was that
stubborn wave that continued to knock against the breaker.
Annoying, but definitely something she could deal with. Her gaze
lifted when he pushed her away. “I should call an ambulance,” he
took out his mobile phone.
Thwack. The resounding
sound from his rejection stung so much it was nothing compared to a
jellyfish. She lifted herself off the ground, refusing his offer of
help. Her heart was beating so wildly that it matched her gasping
breaths. She pushed her hair away from her face and felt the heat
in her cheeks. He must think she was some sort of wanton woman who
would make public displays of affection to anyone who’d have
her.
Slowly she straightened
her bathing suit before picking herself off the ground. She limped
to her bag and took out a small bottle of lemon juice she normally
kept for her tea. “Don’t bother, Dr Kanna. Home
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