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favor,” she offered, “You asked instead of demanding.”
    “So you’ll think about giving this a shot?”
    Sarah took a moment to run through everything that she knew about this man. It wasn’t much, but even a little could go a long way. He was kind, yet stern when needed. He’d helped her when he could have turned her away. He, like her, wanted nothing to do with pack life.
    Huh. All-in-all, he was perfect for her. It didn’t hurt that he was amazingly good-looking, either. The fact that she could sense his emotions, however vague the feelings may be, was a sure sign of a bonding. How she’d missed that before, she’d never know, but now, she had a choice to make. Did she stay and see what could develop between her and Erik, or did she get herself patched up and haul tail?
    There was no immediate threat to her freedom since a mating wasn’t set in stone until the deed was done, so-to-speak, so perhaps she would give this whole thing a shot. If he turned out to be an ogre, she could always bail, though for some reason, Sarah just couldn’t picture Erik that way.
    Ugh, she was so confused! Why did this have to happen now?
    Right now, however, he awaited her reply.
    “I’ll think about it,” she answered softly.
    “If you two are done with this shit, can someone explain to me what the hell is going on?” Abraham towered over the back of the couch, arms crossed over his chest.
    “Later.” Erik grabbed some of her clothes from the laundry basket before carefully picking her up in his arms and heading for the hallway. “I’ve got to get her to the clinic.”
    Sarah watched over Erik’s shoulder as Abraham’s face suddenly transformed. Interest sparked in his eyes, and his features softened a bit before he caught her looking.
    Hmm. So maybe the Neanderthal had a weak spot.
    “I’m not really comfortable with being out in the open and not able to fight if I need to,” she confessed.
    “I’ll be there, so there’s nothing for you to worry about.”
    “But…”
    “I’ll be there, too,” Abraham rumbled, following them.
    “That would be good.” Erik entered a guest room and set Sarah down in a fancy, cushioned, high-back chair. “I’ll be just down the hall. Can you manage this?”
    Sarah couldn’t help it and blushed clear to her roots. She absolutely hated asking for help with something so simple, but in the end, she knew it was necessary. “If you could help me get my pants to my knees, then I can manage from there. It hurts to bend that leg at all.”
    “Absolutely.” He turned. “Abraham, meet me in the living room.” He shut the door behind his brother then returned his attention to his robe-clad mate. “I promise not to look, just let me get these up to your knees, and then we’ll stand you up.”
    She knew her face must resemble a cherry tomato because she could feel the heat from her blush. “Thank you.”
    “It’s not a problem,” he replied as he slipped her panties up her calves.
    “Maybe not to you, but it means a lot to me that you’re doing this.” He smiled up at her, and she noticed the pink in his cheeks. “Are you blushing?”
    “Probably,” he admitted, returning his attention to her pants and, gently, working them up her legs. “These are loose enough to roll up, I think.”
    “It’ll work.” She had her teeth clenched so tight that she feared she’d crack her jaw. Good lord, just the fabric brushing over her knee sent pain shooting through her leg. By the time he’d finished, she was panting. “Give me a sec.”
    “Take your time. I’m in no hurry.” Erik placed a thick sock over her foot explaining, “These should keep your feet warm since shoes probably aren’t a good idea.” He eased the other sock onto her injured leg.
    “Damn. I hope this small-town doc can fix this so I can heal.” She stood on her good leg to pull up her pants. “I don’t suppose that you have a pair of crutches anywhere so that I don’t have to be carried around