Remy pushed the headgear up far enough to reveal the
skater’s eyes, but they remained shut. The brain bucket gave good protection,
but a concussion wasn’t out of the question. “Can you open your eyes?”
Golden lashes lifted to reveal eyes the blue of a first-place
ribbon. The guy reached up and yanked the helmet off, and for a moment Remy
couldn’t move. The injured man had blond curls, plastered down into hat hair. A
straight nose and full lips. Gorgeous. Wow.
Just…wow.
“Argh,” moaned Gorgeous.
Nice doctor you are,
ogling the injured patient. Shoving the improper thoughts away, Remy got
back to work with his assessment. “Anything else hurt?”
“Knee,” the man muttered, lids closing over the world’s most
gorgeous eyes. “Frickin’ ankle inside the skate.”
Fracture? With the skates, Remy couldn’t see a thing.
Removing them would help, but the boot would keep a fracture splinted until
they could get X-rays. The guy could move all four extremities. Other than a
scrape on the left shin, everything seemed to be in working order. Remy pushed
on the man’s hipbones, checking for pelvic fracture.
The man grabbed Remy’s wrists. “You should buy me dinner
first, don’t you think?”
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