Bella mumbled an inaudible complaint before lifting her head to meet her gaze.
"As if I could forget that," she replied, lips pursued as she pointedly scanned her eyes up and down his shirtless body. Fortunately her tears had arrived before the image of his nude form had been burned into her mind permanently, but that didn't mean she couldn't remember it clearly now. "I didn't mean to invade your privacy." It was an automatic response, one she'd learned at St. Mungo's. There were times when patients were exposed when they ought not to be, but Jamie seemed far less embarrassed—emphasis on the "seemed"—by it. (Maybe because there hadn't been anything for him to be embarrassed about, she thought with a blush.)
"As if I could forget that," she replied, lips pursued as she pointedly scanned her eyes up and down his shirtless body. Fortunately her tears had arrived before the image of his nude form had been burned into her mind permanently, but that didn't mean she couldn't remember it clearly now. "I didn't mean to invade your privacy." It was an automatic response, one she'd learned at St. Mungo's. There were times when patients were exposed when they ought not to be, but Jamie seemed far less embarrassed—emphasis on the "seemed"—by it. (Maybe because there hadn't been anything for him to be embarrassed about, she thought with a blush.)

— MJ is MAGICAL —