Page 10 of Crave Me
“I know.” He turned to me, eyes blazing behind his glasses with something I didn’t understand. Wasn’t sure I wanted to. I’d already seen Simon pissed at me. I didn’t want to experience it again. “But I will, and you won’t argue. While I’m fixing you up this week, you’ll be answering all of my questions.”
I swallowed thickly, words clogging my throat. His eyes seemed to penetrate into the deepest parts of me. I tried to look away from him and couldn’t. He was too beautiful, too confident and commanding.
Him taking care of me, seeing me naked again, and then still turning me away would be disastrous to my mental health. Answering any question he had for me could potentially destroy me.
I stayed silent, unwilling to accept what he’d said.
Another knock sounded on the door and Simon opened it.
“How is she?” a woman asked.
I didn’t have the energy to turn my head and see who was there.
“Bruised and banged up but she’ll be okay,” Marie replied. “I’m done here.” She pulled off latex gloves and balled them up. “You’ll take care of her?” she asked Simon.
He nodded. “I will.”
“Hi, Chloe.” Gabby, the owner’s slave, came in. “I brought some comfortable clothes for you to wear home, and I have your other clothes from the playroom.”
I smiled sheepishly. I’d met her a couple of times but I didn’t really know her.
She set both on the table next to me as Marie held out her hand.
Fighting against the pain tightening my back, I let her guide me until I was sitting.
“Thanks, Gabby.” I wanted to be in a bath with a glass of wine so I could revel in my embarrassment privately. “I’ll just wear my own clothes, though.”
“You’ll be more comfortable, I think, with the sweats Gabby brought,” Marie said. “Your dress might be too tight.”
“Okay then.” I scanned the room. “Can I please have some privacy to get dressed? That is if you’re done with me?”
“I am. Arnica oil daily, warm baths. Get help to change the dressings. You’ll be fine in a week at the most.”
“Thanks for your help.”
“Call me if you need anything,” Gabby said. She brushed her fingertips over my knee and smiled. “I’m really sorry this happened to you, but I hope you know Dylan takes this seriously and he’s ensured that asshole will never step foot in here again.”
After the two women left, I turned to Simon. “Privacy please?”
He stepped in front of me until his denim brushed against my bare skin. It was only then I realized I’d been naked in front of him. Sure, he’d had me half-covered with a blanket, but now it was gone, and I was entirely naked, my breasts and shaved pussy on display in front of him. I covered myself with my arm.
“I’d like to help you, and I know you want to argue with me, Chloe, but I’d also really appreciate it if you let me take care of you.” His voice. The way he worded it.
I jumped and shot my gaze to him.
Big mistake. With his jaw pulled tight, muscle popping on his cheek, and nostrils flared, he was still as sexy as ever and even more so when he slowly arched a brow. “Please let me help you.” Guilt flashed from his eyes.
I suddenly understood why helping me would be so important to him.
He looked at me and was reminded of Cassie and how his relationship with her ended. Of course, he’d want to help me. Maybe make some amends with me he couldn’t with my sister. This was so stupid. I was stupid. I never should have approached him. And I definitely never should have begged him for a kiss.
“Fine,” I muttered. “You can take me home, but I’d like to get dressed in private.” Keeping one arm over my breasts, I reached for the sweats next to me. Every move made the pain so sharp I fought against the growing urge to cry out or puke.
As much as I wanted to leave in my own clothes, these were better. Heavy enough to keep me warm, loose enough to not put added pressure on my back.
“Okay. I’ll be back in a few minutes, then.” He reached out and cupped my cheek. The move was tender and so brief, I barely registered the feel of his skin on mine before he dropped it and stepped back.
I was still trying to process the gentleness of his caress and the soft look in his eyes when the door clicked closed behind him.
