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“I’m not leaving,” she answered. “But if you keep moving, neither of us is going to enjoy this night.”
His grip weakened.
She waited until his fingers released hers before pressing the linen more firmly against his side.
“Can you understand me?”
A faint nod.
“Good. I’ve got to clean this injury. It will hurt. I’ll tell you before I touch it.”
His eyelids lowered.
“Do it.”
Then consciousness slipped away again.
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