sexy, so seductive.
“Stop it,” she said to herself, although it came out loud.
“Sorry,” he said, holding his hands up. “I was only trying to help.”
The look in his eyes told her how confused he was by her reaction, and she felt so bad for speaking to him so unkindly when he was only trying to help.
“No, I’m sorry,” she said, trying to avoid his eyes. “I need to help my friend, she’s hurt, And she’s pregnant.” The hitch in her voice told him how upset she was, and since she was his mate, he had to act, had to make everything better for her.
“Let me take a look,” he said, going to the car.
“I can’t open the door,” Melanie said.
“I’ll try.” He went around to Alli’s side of the car and brushed the snow off the window. Taking a moment to see if Alli was OK, he then pulled the door handle and braced himself, heaving at the door. It opened a little, the corner scrapping against the bank of the ditch. However, the car rocked dangerously.
He stopped, taking a step back to assess the situation. Melanie, trying to hold herself together, went to join him. “What do we do?”
He looked at her, really looked at her, and she got caught up in the emotions he evoked in her, but then he pulled his eyes away from her, switching back to the task in hand. “I don’t think the car will fall anymore, so we are going to have to risk pulling the door open, There is no way we can get her out through the window.”
“Are you sure it’s safe?”
“Yes, well, I can’t be certain, but it’s either that or I run for help.” He looked up at the sky. “But I’m worried about the weather and how cold she’s going to get.”
“OK.” Melanie looked around the outside of the car, seeing where it was caught on the bank of the ditch. “I think you’re right. So let’s pull together and see if we can get the door open.”
“Ready?” he asked, touching her briefly on the shoulder.
She looked up at him and nodded. The place where his hand had touched her felt hot, as if he had burned through to the skin underneath. Alli , she reminded herself. “Ready.”
He took hold of the doorframe and indicated for her to do the same. “One, two, heave.”
Together they pulled for all they were worth. The door digging into her hands as she tried to open it. Then suddenly it gave, and they both went tumbling back into the snow. She lay for a moment breathless, scared that they would see blood when they looked properly at Alli. But he didn’t let her sit for long. Instead, he was up on his feet, offering her his hand, which she took; that same electricity passing between them.
“Alli,” she said, trying to ignore the way he made her feel. There would be time later to assess her emotions, right now sew had to help Alli.
“Let me check for broken bones,” he said, and reached around to check Alli’s legs, arms and then her head. “I can’t see any obvious damage.” Once more, he looked up at the sky, the snow falling in his face, sticking to his long dark eyelashes. “I think we should move her. She needs a doctor.”
Melanie thought about it. The hospital was nearest, but she hated that Kian would be at home waiting for them, worried out of his mind. “OK. Let’s get her to the hospital.” Although she didn’t know how they were going to accomplish that with no car and no signal on her cell.
He undid Ali’s seatbelt and eased her out, picking her up effortlessly and cradling her gently against his chest. Melanie reached in for her purse, checking her cell once more, she knew it was futile, but she hoped for a miracle. Still out of range. But if they walked back along the road, she would no doubt pick up a signal and be able to phone for an ambulance.
“Ready?” he asked, and they began the slow trudge through the snow.
“Thank you,” she said, as they walked. “I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t come by.”
“I felt you,” he said simply.
She swallowed her