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Neosporin, and a bandage. The peroxide burned when it hit the wound, and Andi flinched and hissed in a breath. To her amazement, Gwen leaned toward her and blew cool breaths across her palm, soothing the sting.
    Andi watched Gwen’s lips purse as if offering a tender caress. When the air hit her skin, Andi felt it crawl up her veins until her whole body responded to the pull of Gwen’s breath as if she was tethered to her by an invisible string. Andi stiffened at the unusual response and hoped Gwen would think it was because of the discomfort from the abrasion. She was shocked to find she couldn’t stop staring at Gwen’s lips.
    Gwen glanced up at Andi. “Does that hurt?”
    Andi shook her head. “It just stings a little.”
    Gwen studied Andi’s smooth soft hand, holding it gently as she worked the debris from the wound. The shock of seeing Andi splayed on the ground beneath Zeek was slowly subsiding. Zeek wasn’t usually aggressive, but by nature her breed was territorial, and with the move Gwen had been afraid Zeek might struggle with the newness of the neighbors and foot traffic around the house. She was relieved the injury hadn’t been worse and had been the result of a silly accident. Zeek was like her child, and she couldn’t imagine her hurting anyone.
    Gwen heard Andi hiss and felt her stiffen when Gwen tried to coax a bit of gravel out of the wound. Gwen eased on the pressure and glanced up, meeting Andi’s eyes. She could see the discomfort written in the lines around Andi’s mouth. She felt a sudden desire to touch Andi, to smooth out the lines of pain that strained her lips into a taut line.
    “Sorry. I know that has to hurt.”
    Andi nodded, and Gwen saw the muscle at the side of Andi’s jaw jump as she clenched her teeth.
    “Just a bit more, I promise.”
    Gwen grew increasingly aware of the closeness of Andi’s body next to her and the tender skin of Andi’s hand lying submissively in hers. Andi was very attractive. She was athletic, yet soft in all the right places. Gwen recalled raking her hands over Andi’s body searching for injury, the evenly toned muscles in her arms and legs, her skin tender and smooth. Gwen guessed Andi was a few inches shorter than her own five foot eight inches. She liked the way Andi’s short chestnut hair curled slightly at her collar, the tips wet with sweat and clinging to her neck. Gwen imagined what it would be like to run her tongue along that long slender neck and taste the salt on Andi’s skin. Gwen licked her lips in response and continued her assessment. Andi’s build suggested she spent a lot of time in activities suited to tone her muscles while leaving her with all the right curves and softness that were unique to a woman. In short, Andi was captivating. Gwen liked what she saw, and she felt the muscles in her lower abdomen tighten in response.
    Gwen looked up at her patient. Andi’s cheeks glowed, and Gwen hoped this was from the exertion of her run and not from the incident with Zeek. Gwen pushed her attention back to the wound and drew in a long slow breath as she worked, detecting the scent of sweat and a hint of coconut and maybe something wild that reminded her of honeysuckle. The smell was intoxicating. She couldn’t believe she had spent the morning thinking she would be surrounded by geriatric women with blue hair, and now the most exquisite, beautiful woman she could have imagined was standing in her kitchen. Gwen stroked the soft skin, lingering a bit longer than necessary. She could hear Andi’s soft voice brushing over her senses like a cool breeze.
    “Norris is a great place. I think you’ll enjoy it here. This is a great house.”
    “Thank you,” Gwen answered, her own voice seeming heavy and far away. She held on to Andi’s hand despite being finished with the first aid. “There you go. That should do for now. How about your hip?”
    The blush in Andi’s cheeks darkened. “It’s fine. I can take care of it when I get