In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Shawn was very practiced with his movements. He disinfected the area, then sprayed some medicine on.

He rubbed his hands to warm them and began to massage her ankle. His movements were gentle and slow.

Grace could feel the pain in her ankle receding quickly.

"You're very experienced. Have you ever learned professionally?"

Her legs were slender and fair, and slightly reddened from the sprain. Shawn concentrated on his actions, and did not let his gaze linger.

"Yes, I've studied this. I often got injured because of my job, and after some time, I became almost as good as a doctor."

He was still wearing a mask and baseball cap at this hour, and the only thing she could see were a pair of gentle eyes. Grace was curious. "What did you do before? Why did you get injured so often?"

Shawn's movements paused. "I don't have a good education, so I mostly did physical labor."

Grace was startled, and suddenly felt that she shouldn't have asked. "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose. I had no idea."

Shawn suppressed a grin at how flustered she was. "It's okay. It's nothing that can't be said."

His hands were calloused, unlike Xander's smooth, clean fingers. It was clear that he had done physical labor in the past.

"Isn't the tea house closed at this hour?" She was trying her best to find something to talk about.

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