“I’l never hurt you again, Kitten,” he promised, his voice soft, gentle, beautiful. He dipped his head so his forehead was against mine. “You said you needed to learn to handle me with care. I wrapped my arms around his waist and tilted my head back to look at him. Juno backed off and trotted to the couch.
“Stel a –” he started but I pul ed my wrists from his fingers and stepped the last two feet so I was close. “Yeah, but I went about it the wrong way.” “I shouldn’t have said what I said about Caitlin. “Things are intense for you right about now,” I said, giving him what I thought was a logical explanation. “Never touched a woman like that,” he told me. It was tortured but they were new demons now. His gaze came to mine and it wasn’t blank anymore. His other hand came out and grabbed my other wrist, twisted it and his eyes moved to stare at the identical bruising there. “Fucking hel ,” he muttered, eyes locked on my arm. You could see the bruises, they weren’t angry but they were there. He grabbed a wrist and gently twisted my arm. He took a step forward, just one, but reached out the rest of the way. Why was he staring at me with his face blank like that? Why didn’t he even come ful y into the house? So, why was he so far away? Why didn’t he approach? I didn’t know if he loved me but I didn’t think he’d think it was a bad thing that I loved him. With al he was doing, I knew he had to care about me, a lot. He’d told me we were moving in together, real y moving in together even though we were somewhat moved in together now. Things had always been intense between us, when we were together before and then getting back to it. I worried that it was because I told him I loved him and he didn’t know what to do with that. We stopped talking and started staring at each other again.īut it was weird, way weird, scary weird. Juno had sat down between us and was looking from one to the other, stil panting. “George is no longer a problem.” I nodded and we stopped talking and stood there, about three feet apart. He does like his women chesty and I won’t explain how I know that.” I grimaced and Mace kept talking. Lee sent him the photos Smithie got hold of.
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