It doesn't feel swollen," he commented, bending his head torward her ankle again. "Does it hurt at all?"
"Very little. Not nearly as much as my dignity."
"In that case, by tomorrow your ankle your dignity will probably be fine."
Still crouching, he cupped her heel in his left hand and reached over to pick up her sandal with his right. Just as he was about to slip the sandal onto her foot, he glanced up at her and his lazy smile sent Lauren's pulse racing as he asked, "Isn't there some fairy tale about a man who searches for the woman whose foot fits into a glass slipper?"
She nodded, her eyes bright. "Cinderella."
"What happens to me if this slipper fits?"
"I turn you into a handsome frog," she guipped.
"Very little. Not nearly as much as my dignity."
"In that case, by tomorrow your ankle your dignity will probably be fine."
Still crouching, he cupped her heel in his left hand and reached over to pick up her sandal with his right. Just as he was about to slip the sandal onto her foot, he glanced up at her and his lazy smile sent Lauren's pulse racing as he asked, "Isn't there some fairy tale about a man who searches for the woman whose foot fits into a glass slipper?"
She nodded, her eyes bright. "Cinderella."
"What happens to me if this slipper fits?"
"I turn you into a handsome frog," she guipped.
( Judith McNaught )
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