““After a small examination that could be done while she slept, Nathaniel took her hand and stroked it ever so gently. “Miss Campbell? Miss Campbell, it’s Dr. Smith, I’m here to assess your condition.” Thomas drummed his fingers on his thigh. Nathaniel had better keep everything professional. Why did he have to look at her with such tender eyes? After another few seconds of agony, Thomas pushed his friend aside. “Let me do it.” Nathaniel stepped away and raised his hands, a laugh dancing in his expression. “By all means.” Thomas glared and shook his head at Nathaniel before turning his attentions on Eliza. “Eliza, wake up.” Thomas touched her slender shoulders, trying to ignore the pleasant warmth of her skin through the linen fabric of her clothing. He stroked her arm, gentle but still firm enough to wake her. “You can sleep again in a few minutes, but the doctor needs to speak to you. He wants to see how you’re healing.” Listless, she opened her eyes and turned her gaze at him. He didn’t miss the immediate sparkle that flashed over her face when she saw him, though he pretended it didn’t cause his heart to beat faster.””
