Kayla's POV

Watching Harrison's intense gaze almost sticking to my lips, I shyly averted my eyes, but my breath couldn't help but quicken. However, my shyness seemed to amuse Harrison even more.

He took the initiative to remove his shirt, his robust and firm physique covering a mere few feet from my face, making it hard for me to catch my breath.

"Don't you want to check my wounds, dear?" Harrison said in his magnetic voice.

Hearing Harrison's voice, I turned my head, swallowed hard, and tried ...