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can get a look at your arm, shoulder, and ribs.” He pulled a pair of scissors from the first aid bag.
    “Just one minute,” River said. She pulled the ice away from her face and glared at Gage. “I can pull my shirt over my head.”
    “And pull your ribcage at the same time. It’s not like you’re going to wear this again, it’s  soaked in blood, and then there’s this.” He put two fingers through the holes near the shoulder. “I admit this isn’t the way I pictured getting you naked.”
    “And what makes you think you’ll ever have a chance to get me naked?” She stared at him as her eyebrows furrowed.
    He chuckled and tugged at the bottom of her pullover.
    “Blast it all. This is my brand new charmeuse pullover.”
    He unceremoniously cut his way up the entire length. As he pulled the two pieces away from one another, he had to consciously keep from reacting. The entire side of her ribcage was already turning shades of red and purple. But that wasn’t the reason for his reaction. Her hot pink bra veed low between her perfect breasts, the vee held together by a delicate release. His fingers nearly reached to unhook it. Come on man, get a grip , he thought to himself. After all, this wasn’t the first time he’d triaged a woman, but it was the first time a woman affected him this way.
    “How does it look?” River eyed him. “Before you answer, I’m talking about my ribcage, not my bra.”
    “Ummm.” He attempted to stall, trying to get the log-sized, sandpaper-covered-thing called his tongue to function. He grabbed one of the bottles of water he’d brought and slugged back a gulp. He put it on the table beside him, opened the other bottle and handed it to River. He swallowed. “I’d say fifty-fifty you cracked one, but you sure as hell bruised the daylights out of them. Either way, it’s gonna be a painful night.”
    He grabbed the scissors again and sliced through both sleeves, paying extra attention to the one covered in blood.
    “Ouch,” River said.
    “I’m trying to be careful, but it’s already started to stick to your wound. I’m going to have to clean you up.” He stood up. “There’s a single bunk in the rear salon. I think it would be better if you lay down.”
    “Bet you say that to all the girls.” River stood up and immediately began to sway.
    “Crap, don’t—” He caught her before she hit the floor and landed on her shoulder.
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    River had the sensation of floating on water, riding gentle waves, her mind in a green haze. The first sound that registered was a beeping. She tried to reach for her nightstand to hit the snooze button for just ten more minutes. But as she reached out, a searing pain shot up her arm.
    “Good, you’re awake. You had me worried.”
    Was that Gage’s voice? River wondered, still not fully conscious of her surroundings. Why on Earth would he be in her bedroom?
    “River. Come on now, nap’s over,” Gage said.
    She turned her head in the direction of his voice. She opened her eyes a slit.
    “Hey there, sunshine. Good to see those baby blues again.” His thumb lightly stroked her hair back from her cheek.
    He was in her room. Wait, this wasn’t her room. She pushed her hands into the bed and attempted to raise herself into a sitting position.
    “Ouch!” She couldn’t decide which hurt worse, the pain vibrating through her ribcage, or shooting up her arm.
    “Here, let me help you.” Gage picked up the pillows from the end of her bed, helped her lean forward and laid her gingerly against the pillows. His lips brushed her hair.
    “How’d I get here? The last thing I remember was giving you a hard time about your so-called triage.”
    “Hey, now. The doc said I did a great job.” Gage flashed her a killer smile. “You don’t recall dropping to the floor of the plane?”
    She slowly shook her head.
    “You didn’t actually hit the floor. I caught you just in time. Patched you up, flew back to Seattle, and got you here, into the