Philip caught her gaze and gave her a sheepish expression "I think I
agree
wi' Nick. We should get hazard pay, except I do worse damage te
myself on
the soccer field. Have a bandaid or two handy?"
Unable to stop from grinning, Kristin marvelled once again at
Philip's ability to make her smile no matter what the situation.
However, the concern didn't leave her eyes.
"I'm starting to think you're accident prone, Philip; but, seeing you
like this, I'd hate to see the other guy," she started to lead him to
the kitchen. "And I don't think I ever want to see what you do to
yourself on a soccer field-I dont think I'd have enough bandaids."
When they reached the kitchen, Kristin directed Philip to a chair
while she got the first aid kit from under the sink. Returning to him,
she opened the kit and started rummaging for what she wanted.
Finding the peroxide, she gently started to dab at Philip's scrapes
and cuts, biting her bottom lip, hoping she wasn't hurting him more.
Dabbing at the scrape across his forehead, she found herself looking
into his eyes. Blushing, she dropped her gaze to the cut on his cheek.
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