Amber sat still while he adjusted his sitting position. It wasn’t until he was in the clear that she nearly jumped off the bench and began a short sort of pacing. Her phone remained in one hand, while the other moved to her side, closer to the base of her back than her hip.<i>That was close</i>, she thought to herself. She’d very nearly turned her face to kiss his arm when he reached up and tucked a wayward strand behind her ear. What was it about this man that had her so hot to trot? It couldn’t be his handsome face, or alluring accent. Not to mention how delicious he smelled. No, it couldn’t be any of those things.<br/><br/>She groaned inwardly, realizing her luck had horrible timing. This man was in medical need and all she could think about was stripping off his clothes and having a fantastic time riding him on that bench. Several times as her mind wandered through the maze of thoughts, he watched her breath in deep and puff it out loudly. Yes, his spells were certainly working. Her will was strong but he’d hit her so many times that it would only take one more small push to have her openly insinuating her desires.<br/><br/>That first wave hit Sera and stopped her in her tracks. A look of alarm washed over her features as she had to pause and gather up her breath.<i>What the hell?</i>Her eyes flashed as she shook the feeling off, wondering what the temperature was outside cause suddenly the air felt hot around her. She moved swiftly, carrying a bag on a shoulder strap filled with a first aid kit and bottles of water. No doubt they would be thirsty as Sera had no idea what she would be walking into. It wasn’t much further, she could catch a glimpse of her roommate between the trees at one of her favorite placed. Sera hated when Amber dragged her out to the park, ditching the overachiever for the view where she knew the two to be. She called out to the red headed thinker, hoping it was in fact Amber.<br/><br/>The pacing stopped when she heard her name, looking first to Jack before the trail. “I’ll be right back… Over here!” she stepped quickly behind the bench waving an arm. It wasn’t long before he heard the pants coming from a short, very slender brunette. Sera looked to her roommate, relief washing over her features before stepping aside to catch her first peek at the man in distress. Her lips fell open wide when she saw him. “Daaaaamn,” Sera let out causing Amber to laugh and nod her head. “I told you,” came the reply.<br/><br/>Sera flashed him a wide grin while hurrying over to the bench and sat the bag down. “So you’re the one who fell at her feet, huh? Yea, I don’t blame you though next time dodge into the trees. She’s a train wreck in motion,” Sera teased and Amber clicked her tongue in protest. The sound of a zipper reached their ears as Sera opened the bag and began removing the plastic box as well as a bottle of peroxide and rubbing alcohol onto the bench. “Let’s take a look. Here. Crack the chip inside and shake it,” she told the strange, handsome man after handing him an ice pack that could velcro into place around his ankle. Cotton balls drenched in alcohol came next as she began to clean the blood off his knee.<br/><br/>She was dressed in a jumper that reached mid calf with a tank top beneath it, no bra. Sera had hurried to rescue the two and hadn’t bothered checking herself in the mirror beforehand. Her dark tresses were braided on one side of her head, loose on the other, exposing the one side of her neck and the chains of delicate necklaces worn. There was dried smears of clay all over her clothes and arms. It had been a rushed job of cleaning herself, though her hands were exceptionally clean. “This might sting a bit,” she warned when she got closer to the scrap itself. Sera made the mistake of taking in a deep breath. The man smelled good enough to eat, biting her lip wishing it was him her teeth could sink into.<br/><br/>Amber watched just over his shoulder, at what her roommate did while keeping in mind how he reacted. Leaning forward over the back of the bench, her chest brushed his shoulder as she reached for the bottles of water. “Here… drink some of this,” Amber told him handing the bottle to him. Her release was not instant when his fingers touched her own. If he looked, her face was to his, inches away and not moving.<br/><br/>Anyone passing by would no doubt believe mischief and nefariousness was afoot. A woman knelt at his feet while another leaned over looking to be in embrace. The sun began to rise higher, causing further reflection off the ocean’s surface. A deterrence for people not to linger or think anything of it, to move on.