My eyes glance over to Jaxon who was shaking his head whilst Knox was as stiff as I had been, his eyes darting between Lobo and Doctor Abel. His hands gripping onto the edge of the table.

"I can do it myself, thanks for dropping it over Doctor and I'll be back at work tomorrow." I smilenovelbin

out, Lobo continuing to embarasingly guard me from the good doctor. His growling continuing until the doctor leaves for the front door.

"Lobo...you can be so embarrassing at times." I bend down as much as I can, stroking my fingers through the top of his head.

"I'd say he's called it..." Jaxon's comment shoots at me from behind.

"Called what?"

"Oh come on Josie...really?" I spin on the stool to watch Jaxon roll his eyes as he stands up, carrying his now empty bowl to the kitchen sink.

""What?"

"So naïve." Jaxon moves past me, placing a kiss on the top of my head before pulling out his phone and heading for the stairs.

"What?" I turn to Dad, who chuckles...before his eyes lock on Mum who raises an eyebrow at him and swiftly leaves the kitchen. Dad following...yes Jaxon was right, gross.

I become very aware that the busy kitchen of only a few seconds ago, has now fallen silent with only myself, Lobo and...Knox.

With a sigh, I reach for the jar of remedy, my back once again turned on him as I attempt to stretch one of my legs out...my teeth biting down on my bottom lip to stifle the pained moan that tries to escape me. Acidic bile shoots to the back of my throat as my leg remains locked half way out because I can't bear the thought of moving it further.

My eyes slam shut as I try to move it again before I feel the tingle sensations of another's hand now on my leg.

My eyes open to watch him as he opens the lid off the jar, scoops out some of the ointment with his hand before it's cooling properties start to take effect as he smooths it into one of the wounds.

Lobo remains silent at the base of my stool, not once making any noise of Knox touching me, yet when Doctor Abel, a trained professional, tried to...he went ballistic.

Knox takes his time, his fingers moving over each graze, each bruise before he spins me slightly and commences on the second leg. I watch dumbfounded, my throat now dry as he moves in-between my thighs, his hand running up my arms as he adds the remedy onto some of the cuts

on my shoulders and upper back.

They were nothing in comparison to my legs, that had taken the brunt of the fall... if he hadn't of grabbed me, my injuries would have been a hundred times worse...or I would have slipped under the wheels of the lorry and died. Once he has finished he closes the lid, a coldness falling upon me again as he moves to the sink...washing his hands and drying them. I expected him to leave me here, to walk out but he doesn't.

To my surprise, he moves back towards me, a predatory look within his eyes.

His warmth radiating off him at his closeness just as he places a hand on my lower back and another cups under my thighs.

He lifts me with ease in his arms, carrying me to the living room sofa but not before whistling at Lobo to

follow us. His deep brooding brown eyes are intense now as they look deeply into mine. I can feel my own electronically charged body from his touch, tremble.

"I'm sorry I've done this to you." His words are soft, full of remorse before his lips gently lock on mine for a mere second...not long enough.

He places me down on the sofa, reaching for a blanket as he wraps it around my body...clicking his fingers at Lobo to jump up and lay next to me.

He strokes the top of Lobo's head before scratching at his ears, my pup like putty in his hands.

"Do you have training to lead today?"

"No, I planned to be at the hospital today." I respond, shaken by his change in behaviour compared to this morning. He nods, his eyes continuing to look at me with an unreadable expression. Did he really think he was to blame...because he wasn't.

"Knox.."

"Rest. I've got somewhere to be."