She picked up a cotton swab dipped in antiseptic and moved closer to Connor, gently wiping at the corner of his mouth. Her fingers lightly brushed against Connor's cheek, carrying a slight chill.

The proximity was close enough that they could feel each other's breath, a flirtatious ambiance permeating the air.

Camila's heartbeat involuntarily quickened. She tried to remain composed as she continued tending to Connor's wound, b

ut the closeness made her senses unusually sharp.

She could feel Connor's breath on the back of her hand, causing a ticklish sensation.

Connor lowered his gaze, looking at her intently, his eyes soft and adoring.

Camila was nervous, and inadvertently pressed harder.

"Ouch..."

Camila looked up, meeting his eyes, her voice shaky with panic. "Does it hurt? I'll be gentler."

Connor gazed at her, his eyes deep and tender, asking in a low voice.

"Does your heart hurt?"

Camila swallowed.

Did her heart hurt?

Yes.

he was the one she

her inner turmoil, calmly stating, "Mr. Connor, with your

back

gently smeared some ointment on the

an ice pack from the

eyes slightly, giving her a pitiful

is too

ice pack to his face, her movements far from

Connor's face twitch

didn't resist, tilting his head back and closing his eyes to enjoy Camila's

pressing down harder with the

eyes,

immediately panicked,

you," Connor said softly, his voice carrying a hint of

of the

few minutes, her hand

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