Page 78 of Sinful King
I needed to assess the damage, irritated her mother hadn’t taken her to see someone.
“It isn’t that bad, really.”
She shifted off me and stood, pulling the thick straps from her shoulders and rolling them down until her abdomen was visible to me.
“Shit,” I cursed under my breath, shutting my eyes for a second before sitting at the edge of the bed.
Her voice was a whisper and unfuckingconvincing. “It looks worse than it feels.”
I traced the bruises with my eyes, each mark a stab to my chest.
“I’m going to get you checked out.”
She shook her head again, biting her lip as she moved back into my arms. “We can’t.” Her fingers curled into the fabric of my shirt. “They’ll take me away.”
“Did you forget who I am?” I asked, much more base in my voice than I meant. “I’ll take you to the family doctor. She’ll be discreet, I promise.”
Blair didn’t respond. She just pushed herself closer to me, her body trembling against mine.
“Come on,” I urged, rubbing her back with enough pressure to ease the tension we both felt. “Let me take you.”
Her nod was slow, still slightly hesitant but I was glad she agreed.
“Thank you.”
I pressed my lips to her forehead and breathed her in, relief coating the rage.
“I’ll always be here, Amoy. You know that and if you don’t, time will prove it.”
I helped her roll the straps back over her shoulders and watched as she grabbed a sweater from one of her bags.
My hands shook as I texted my da, while her attention was on something else.
I need you to do something about Nathaniel putting his hands on Blair or I will.
His response was quick.
Is that an order?
A request.
Now wasn’t the time to argue with him.
What if it was ma?
I’ll see what I can do. Don’t break curfew.
“Why are you smiling?”
I tucked my phone away and stood.
“Nothing,” I lied, not wanting to worry her more than she already was. “Other than arguing with my da about curfew. You ready?”
She nodded and I pulled the door open to find her mother standing there.
“Ma,” Blair said, slipping in front of me. “I thought you were at work.”
Kendra had her eyes on me though, not a bruise in sight as I searched for them.
