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Raegan felt hesitant, but Mitchel diverted the conversation before she could continue asking.

Settling back on the couch, Raegan stared at the bandage-covered wound on Mitchel's arm, vividly remembering his severe bleeding. Her concern took over her and she asked him: «Is your arm okay now? Does it still hurt?

Mitchel looked at her closely, raising an eyebrow, and said, "Are you worried about me?"

His voice was deep and soothing, unexpectedly soft.

Raegan felt her cheeks heat up, but she nodded anyway. Considering that he had helped her again, expressing concern seemed like the right thing to do…

A sense of satisfaction blossomed in Mitchel, feeling that the injury was worth it if it meant earning a place in his thoughts. He gave her a small smile. "It's just a small cut."

Raegan expressed skepticism: "Minor? You've bled a lot..."

Mitchel explained: “I covered most of it with my elbow, so it wasn't deep. "It's healing well and I didn't need stitches."

Then, he lightly pinched her cheek, trying to calm her down. "Don't worry".

Feeling the warmth of his touch, Raegan looked away, trying to hide her troubled mind.

Mitchel, finding her reaction amusing, mocked her: “Come on. Aren't you worried about me?

He seemed confident in his answer.

Defiant but embarrassed, Raegan replied, "Who cares about you?"

However, Mitchel, catching her evasive look, found her denial charming.

Gently holding her face, he asked her softly, "Are you sure you're not worried about me?"

His deep gaze reflected Raegan's flushed face, whose pulse quickened.

With a gentle tap on the chin, Mitchel scoffed, “You always deny your feelings…”

His mocking tone added to Raegan's embarrassment. "Stop making assumptions!" she blurted out, trying to get up to escape the increasingly heated atmosphere.

"Why are you rushing?" Mitchel grabbed her hand, accidentally making her fall onto his lap.

"Oh!" Raegan exclaimed.

The heat of Mitchel's legs was intense, causing an unexpected reaction in Raegan to move away.

However, Mitchel's grip brought her closer, placing her sideways against him.

Surprised, Raegan instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

In front of them was a large glass window, which acted as a mirror in which their intimate images were reflected.

Mitchel's hand stabilized Raegan's hip, while his injured arm wrapped around her waist.

Raegan found herself in a position that would speed up her heart rate.

When Mitchel saw his reddened ears, he felt an impulse and his gaze became more intense. "I wasn't exaggerating," he whispered.

«You are incredibly soft…».

Raegan was speechless. His comment was outrageously bold, which made her face blush even more.

The air around her was charged with an unspoken tension.

Mitchel's fingertip lightly brushed Raegan's earlobe, hinting at something more.

Raegan's cheeks reddened. She felt completely exposed under his gaze, as if he could see right through her.

The heat in Raegan's ears intensified by the moment. For the first time, he realized how caresses could evoke such deep and moving sensations, making his entire being feel light and stirred by the intensity of it all.

Clinging to a shred of sanity, Raegan tried to resist the pull of her emotions. He managed to say, although with difficulty: "Mitchel, no..."

But Mitchel's touch remained on her earlobe, showing no signs of stopping. “No… What?” His voice, laced with a husky longing, suggested he was ready for more mischief.

Red-faced, Raegan gently reminded him, This is not the right place.

Mitchel's gaze intensified, his tone suggesting more than words could.

"So, would it be different if we were at my house?"

Raegan was speechless at his suggestion, her mind racing for an answer.

Seeing her reaction, Mitchel took advantage of the moment to give her a quick kiss on the lips.

At that moment, Luis left the laboratory. «Everything is fine with him…».

His words were interrupted when he saw them and he said quickly: "I'll leave you..."

Luis hurried out, leaving as quickly as he could.

Raegan wanted to vanish into thin air, shame on the surface.

“Let go of me!” Raegan demanded, gently hitting Mitchel's chest, her shame teetering on the verge of tears.

Mitchel, recognizing her acute shyness, released her, allowing her to stand on her own.

Raegan fumed, saying, "I said not here, not like this!"

Just thinking about Luis's gaze filled Raegan with absolute shame.

How could he look Luis in the eyes after this?

"My apologies. Next time I will be more considerate,” Mitchel promised.

Raegan was taken aback. "What do you mean 'next time'!"

Mitchel couldn't contain a chuckle at her indignation.

To avoid Luis, Raegan stayed in Mitchel's vehicle while Mitchel approached Luis to check the results of Raegan's checkup.

Once inside the car, Mitchel told Raegan, “I reviewed the report. "There are no problems."

Raegan's anxiety eased slightly, but Mitchel's worry increased. «You have to stay alert. We are investigating the brains behind all this. I don't think that female bodyguard is enough for you. "I'm going to assign you more to protect you."

Mitchel doubted the professionalism of Victor, the bodyguard chosen for Raegan by Erick. Even until now, Victor was nowhere to be seen, leaving Raegan alone to deal with the situation.

In reality, Victor had taken some personal time off, and Raegan had not informed Erick, assuming that things had been relatively quiet lately.

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