Chapter 369 The Failed Seduction
<b>“</b>What? You’re hurt?”
Lily panicked the moment she heard it. She leapt out of bed and hurried to examine him, eyes filled with
concern.
Worried that the wound might hurt if left untreated, she rushed to grab the first aid kit.
“James, lie down on the bed. I’ll take care of it.”
Seeing her so anxious about him, James’s usually cold eyes softened with a rare warmth.
But knowing her concern stemmed from gratitude and not affection, that warmth was quickly swallowed. by a bitter sense of disappointment.
Still, remembering how the forum’s helpfulmenters had saidbining a seductive disy with a minor injury was the ultimatebo move, hey face–down on the bed, expression stoic.
Lily had already changed into a clean set of pajamas.
But when she saw the torn scraps of her pink silk sleepwear still on the bed – one piece resting lightly on his sculpted back like a fallen peach blossom petal – she couldn’t help recalling the chaos ofst night. The haze of his post–rauma episode, their closeness, the heat. Her face flushed, and her heart started to
race.
Taking a deep breath, she opened the first aid kit and examined his back.
But… she couldn’t find any wound.
Knowing how principled and disciplined James was, she didn’t think he’d joke about something like this.
<i>Maybe </i>it’s <i>just </i><i>my </i><i>eyes </i><i>acting </i><i>up</i><i>? </i>
She rubbed her eyes, but still found nothing – only the faint scars from his old car ident.
She finally asked hesitantly, “You’re sure the injury is on your back? I… I don’t see it.”
“Lower,” he replied, suppressing a wave of guilt.
James felt utterly shameless.
The injury could’ve gone on his shoulder, arm, or upper back.
But no
“Oh.”
– he’d chosen his lower back.
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Lily understood. A lot of people loosely referred to the whole rear side as the “back,” but clearly he meant his lower waist.
They’d been physically close before.
Chapter 369 The Failed Seduction
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When <b>his </b>condition had red up, she’d touched his lower back and even more awkward <b>areas</b>.
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But this time, they were both fully awake and fully aware. Touching him now especially pulling his waistband down- made her feel so embarrassed she wanted to melt.
Still, she liked him. A lot.
And if she didn’t treat the wound, she’d worry it would get worse. So she told herself to push aside her shame and do the right thing.
After all, female doctors treated male patients all the time. She just needed to act like a doctor. Treat him like a patient. Keep it professional.
Bracing herself, she gingerly tugged his waistband down.
His waist…
Was amazing.
The kind that made your heart skip a beat.
Definitely not the waist of someone with kidney issues.
The taut, powerful lines radiated strength – a distinctly masculine presence that seemed to envelop her. Even her breath felt hot just being near him.
Honestly, even the muscle guys she followed on short video apps didn’t have lower backs this perfect.
That sense of raw power… it was like he could hold up a mountain.
<i>This </i><i>should </i><i>be </i><i>illegal</i>.
Lily’s brain went haywire again.
Her hand that traitorous hand almost reached out to touch it.
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The second she realized what she was about to do, she yanked it back and pinched herself in secret.
Then she finally spotted the wound on his lower back.
It looked like he’d been cut by something sharp -about three or four centimeters long. Not too deep, but the tiny beads of blood made it look painful.
Lily’s heart ached just looking at it.
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She didn’t <b>waste </b>any more time. She gently disinfected the wound, stopped the bleeding, then applied the medicine.
Her hands moved with care. From start to finish, only the cotton swab touched him fingers brush his skin.
Once the bleeding had stopped, she quickly stepped back. “I’m done treating it.”
“You should stay lying down for a while, let the medicine dry before you move<b>.” </b>
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not once did her
“I… I’ll go <b>wash </b>up.”
James’s handsome face darkened like ink spreading in water.
Wasn’t this supposed to be a guaranteed win?
Thosementers swore that when theybined injury with seduction, their crushes would hug them tight with teary eyes.
Some even said the girls kissed them on the spot.
Why wouldn’t Lily even touch him?
Still stewing in disappointment, his mind shed back to a post he’d seen that morning – Jackson’stest update.
Another shirtless gym selfie.
Captioned: “Lily’s favorite thing to look at and touch chest, abs, and V–line. Gotta keep working hard so she likes them even more!”
James imagined Lily not turning away if it were Jackson standing there shirtless. The jealousy hit hard and fast, burning through his chest.
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Usuallyposed and calm, he couldn’t stop himself from blurting, “Do you really like looking at — or touching – Jackson’s chest and abs?”
“Huh?”
Lily stared at him, caughtpletely off guard.
She hadn’t even seen Jackson’s chest or abs.
Let alone touched them.
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