Mitchel's chest was so broad that Raegan arms couldn't reach all the way around him. Frowning, she leaned closer, hoping that doing so would let her reach the roll of gauze, but her lips inadvertently touched his back.

Then, Raegan felt his back was burning hot! She stiffened in embarrassment.

She struggled for a moment and eventually gave up, leaning against Mitchel's back in defeat. "Help me," she whispered.

Mitchel held her fingers, took the roll of gauze, and pressed it into her other palm.

The whole time Raegan bandaged his wound, she had to keep her face pressed against Mitchel's back, or she wouldn't be able to reach the gauze.

It was so embarrassing. She inwardly chastised herself for not insisting that they go to the hospital in the first place.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she finished bandaging up his wound.

Raegan breathed a sigh of relief. When she straightened up, she had completely forgotten that she was in the car and bumped her head against the low roof. Startled, she lost her balance and fell forward.

She was about to land on the back of the front seat, which was equipped with an LCD screen. Needless to say, it would be very painful if her face collided with it.

She screamed and closed her eyes, awaiting the inevitable pain.

But the pain never came. Instead, she collided into Mitchel. Startled, she found her lips tightly pressed against his bare skin.

To make matters worse, she felt him stiffen under her touch. She blushed furiously and struggled to push him away.

As a result, Mitchel's back, which had just been bandaged, hit the back of the chair. He couldn't help but gasp in pain.

Raegan froze in place, mortified at what she had just done. She stared at his pale face, her heart aching with guilt. “Does it hurt?" she asked in a panic.

Brows knitted and lips pursed, it seemed that Mitchel could hardly speak. His chest heaved violently as though he needed to take several deep breaths to calm down.

Raegan stretched out her hand and gingerly touched his back to see if the wound had opened up.

But the next moment, Mitchel suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her over. Their faces were mere inches apart. He fixed his fiery eyes on her, his lips a ghastly pale. "I may need pain killers."

Raegan hurriedly asked, “Where are they?"

“Right here." He suddenly lowered his head and kissed her.

Mitchel's lips brushed gently against Raegan's, igniting a warmth within him. It felt as if his heart was leaping, every part of him yearning for more...