Chapter 14

Liv’s Pov

If my life were a cartoon, my face would have been the color of a ripe tomato.

Callum slowly placed his hands on my thigh and I flinched in response because of the sting. Cold sweat streamed down my back. My face must have been burning a 100⁰ Celsius.

"Does it hurt?" His voice was controlled and lower than usual. He looked me in the eye and it felt very intense.

It took me a while before I was able to reply. In normal circumstances, I would have pushed him away. But the fact that he was my mate and that I was strongly attracted to him made me keep my mouth shut.

I nodded my head slowly at him.

I would hate to admit it, but I was enjoying every bit of it. The way those hands touched my inner thighs, his touch was gentler than I had expected. He walked up to the table in my room and brought out a first aid kit that I hadn't seen before.

He poured some medicine on a cotton wool and walked up to me. He held my lap again and brought the cotton wool close to my legs. He doused