As Annis closed the door of her room, Raeganâs ear still tingled, her gaze fixed on him, bewildered.
âYouâ¦â
âWhat is it?â Mitchel appeared completely relaxed, as if he hadnât meant to do it at all.
Raegan was at a loss for words, standing there dumbfounded.
How could she ask if he had indeed bitten her? If not, wouldnât she risk being mocked for her self-importance?
Raegan pressed her lips together, feeling her heart flutter with uncertainty.
âNever mind,â Raegan finally uttered.
âWhatâs ânever mindâ about?â Mitchel gazed at her intently.
âItâs nothingâ¦â
Mitchel casually remarked, âYour heartâs racing a bit, isnât it?â
Raegan kept quiet.
She tightened her lips, choosing to ignore him, thinking it was entirely his fault.
âLetâs head upstairs,â she suggested with a hint of annoyance.
As Raegan took a step, she immediately sensed something wrong with her foot, experiencing a sudden pain.
It felt like she had accidentally twisted it.
Lost in thought, she was abruptly lifted off the ground.
âAhâ¦â Raegan was taken aback, her hand instinctively covering her mouth as she found herself already embraced by Mitchel.
âDid you hurt your ankle?â he asked.
âI think so, but Iâm fine to walk, I can manage.
.
Before she could say another word, he was already lifting her and ascending the stairs.
Mitchel, with his long legs and brisk pace, swiftly made his way to the upstairs bedroom.
Gently setting Raegan on the bed, Mitchel continued to remove her shoes.
Raegan couldnât stop him in time.
He held her foot and examined it closely.
Raegan froze for a moment.
He didnât seem to mind at allâ¦
âItâs nothing serious,â she reassured.
She was familiar with her bodyâs reactions.
The discomfort would likely fade by morning.
However, Mitchel appeared unconvinced, asking, âWhere do you keep the first aid kit?â
Raegan gestured toward a drawer.
Mitchel grabbed the first aid kit and hopped onto the bed, lifting her leg on his thigh.