"Sit here," I instruct her.
She places her hands on the marble surface behind her and tries to jump up, but she struggles to find her balance. I chuckle at her effort, earning a fierce glare that only makes me laugh harder.
"It's too high; I can't get up," she protests.
I step in front of her, placing my hands on either side of her waist. With a gentle lift, I raise her from the floor and set her down on the countertop. She looks at me in surprise, but I deliberately avoid her gaze. I open a cupboard to my right and reach for the first-aid kit, setting it down beside her while still trying to keep my eyes away from hers. If she notices the flush on my cheeks, I’ll be mortified.
"Give me your hand," I command after grabbing a bandage from the kit.
"Which one?" she quips, making me smil
