Finally, his shirt was half taken off. His wound was on the back of his shoulder. Raegan frowned and tried to stand up to get a clearer view of the wound. “Move over sideways, or I won't be able to apply the ointment."

Mitchel obediently turned sideways. Seated, Raegan still couldn't see the wound, so she knelt one knee on the seat to prop herself up higher.

Even with her back straight, she was just tall enough to reach Mitchel's shoulder.

She tried to lean forward, and the leather seat sank a little underneath her weight. From the rearview mirror, Mitchel could see her every movement.

Sensing that he was watching her in the mirror, Raegan looked up at their reflection curiously.

In the mirror, she could see herself kneeling down behind him, her hand resting on his shoulder. The posture looked incredibly suggestive.

She blushed and hurriedly explained, "I had to kneel on the seat so that I could get a better look.

Mitchel's Lips curved upward into a gentle smile, but his eyes burned with desire. "Do whatever you want."

These words... Obviously, he meant something else. Raegan's face turned crimson. But she didn't dare to speak her mind, lest she Look like a horny woman. He was so annoying!

Pouting, Raegan stopped feeling sorry for him and yanked his shirt off without remorse.

Mitchel's back muscles were as well defined as his front, and now that his shirt was fully off, his pheromones wafted in the air freely.

Raegan took a deep breath and tried to focus on the wound, ignoring his extraordinary back muscles.

Fortunately, the handle of the glass didn't go deep. But there was an obvious glass shard around two centimeters big wedged inside the wound.

Raegan took out the tweezers from the medical kit and warned, “This might hurt. I'm about to take the glass shard out."

"Okay."

Raegan carefully pulled the broken glass out with the tweezers and then blew on the wound out of habit. This was what she did whenever Janey got wounded. She didn't think much of it, but Mitchel, on the other hand, stiffened as she blew on his bare skin.

He could endure the pain no matter what, but if she went on Like this, he'd lose control of himself.

Raegan stopped blowing on the wound. She proceeded to disinfect it and apply medicine, which gradually calmed Mitchel down.

The last step was to bandage it. But the problem was that the wound was in tricky spot. And the only way to bandage it was to wrap the bandage all around Mitchel's chest.

Raegan took a deep breath and decisively started wrapping the gauze under his arm.