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“Gregor said three hours but I’m not sure I’d believe his word on anything. He might come back soon and take me away.”

“I was thinking the same thing.” She looked at my knees as she said it, her mouth twitching, her long legs shifting as if she wanted to be elsewhere right now.

Not surprising. I made a note not to say that man’s name except when I had to. The fucker.

I needed to gain her trust too. After what they’d made me do to her, I figured I’d lost ground.

“You poor sad –” I almost added kitten.

Uh. No.

Calling her by a pet name might raise her hackles.

“I’m not poor, or sad,” she shot back. “I don’t want pity, just...” She frowned. “Don’t pity me. I’m still me. I need to be me, not some horrible lost creature to be pitied.”

Her expression made me halt and think as much as her words. There was strength in this woman. Good.

“I like your attitude, but we have to talk and I don’t want to be loud. Stay where you are.” Without further warning, I climbed over her and lay down.

“What are you doing?” Alarmed, Jazmine looked over her shoulder. I noticed she still wasn’t lying on her back.

“I’m lying down before I fall over too.” I looked over her lower body, that stunning female curve of ass, and tried not to seem like I was perving.

Spooning was tempting me though it’d get me slapped. I guess I was as pitiful as her. I really did crave that physical contact. The hug had been soothing, warming, like a big bowl of soup for my soul.

“How bad is the damage?”

She sucked in a breath that turned quivery, as if my question had made her remember the pain.

The bed was tiny. Even with my back jammed against the wall, I couldn’t help touching her legs with mine and making the mattress sink.

“It hurts. He put ointment on me.”

“And then he whacked you again.” Asshole that he was.

“Yes.” Her lip trembled and she moved to wipe her eyes. “I’m sorry. I can’t stop crying. I hate this. It’s weak.”

“Cry if you want to. There’s no shame.”

I tried not to breathe steam out my nose. Gregor needed a ton of karma to crash down on his head.

With her distracted and wiping her eyes, she overbalanced and rolled into the dip of the mattress. I caught her with my hand on her shoulder. Then I let go. “Sorry.”

Touching her without permission was a big no-no, but my palm tingled where I’d contacted her skin, like she was alive with some strange electricity. Maybe lying down was a bad move. With her this close, my body was reacting in a way I couldn’t control.

To my consternation, after a long pause, she quietly inched backward. “Is it okay if we still hug?”

Fokken hell...

“As long as you’re okay with it.” Her hair was under my nose. A subtle feminine scent. I inhaled quietly.

“Just be careful not to press on my back too much.”

“Sure.” Or you on me. The effect she was having on my ever-alert cock... I cleared my throat. It was surely the height of bad manners to get an erection with her cuddling against me.

Couldn’t help it. I prayed she couldn’t feel my dick with her back and butt being so sore.

Spooning was body language that screamed fuck me in giant throbbing letters, and I didn’t know where to put my arm. I fiddled with my position until she took my forearm and drew it over her.

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