““He let out a groan and I stopped tugging at the material, thinking I had hurt him. "Are you okay?", I asked, leaning over him. "Could you kiss me or something so I don't feel so perverted?" he asked. I couldn't help my laugh of relief. Still, I had to admit, the way he was looking at me was pretty hot. "Really? Even with an exposed fracture you're thinking of something like that?" I chastised. "It's not like everything's broke," he said, sounding mortified.””
