Brand Me (Imagine Ink Book 2) by Verlene Landon

Author:Verlene Landon [Landon, Verlene]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rusty Halo Books
Published: 2016-03-16T05:00:00+00:00

Tori woke feeling delightfully sore and…alone? The fire was throwing off enough heat that she was able to toss the covers aside and pad on bare feet to her suitcase for a nightshirt and shorts without freezing her ass off.

She shivered, but not from the cold, from the absence of Michael tucked behind her and the rock hard ominous feeling that was settling in her gut. The sound of the shower registered in her brain just as she finished dressing. She tiptoed to the bathroom door with plans to enter stealthily and strip off the clothes she just donned to join that sexy hunk of a man in the shower.

Shower sex as a rule wasn’t all that, but with Michael, she was willing to bet it would be better than expected. If all else failed, shower blowjobs were very enjoyable, indeed. With her hand on the knob, she stopped short. The combination of the locked door, soft sobs, and Michael’s voice brought her up short.

Not wanting to eavesdrop, she started stepping away, but his words halted her retreat. Chastising himself in a hushed tone, he flung insults and judgments that were heartbreaking. From what she could make out, it was about the rape. God, he was berating himself. Ugly words said with such conviction, he really thought he was asking for it.

The urge to break down the door and wrap him in her arms was a desperate need on a biological level, but that would cause him more harm than good. Michael was not the type of man who wanted her to see him in this vulnerable state. Their relationship, as it was, wasn’t to the point where he felt safe sharing these feelings with her, as evidenced by the locked door and running shower.

Wanting to protect him from accidental exposure, yet still halt this damaging punishment he was engaged in, Tori tiptoed halfway back to the bed. Then, she strode forward without a care if she made a sound with her steps and called out for him, “Michael, are you in there?” Then, she rapped on the door naturally.

“Yeah, babe, just a minute. Gotta towel off.” It was a lie, but it was one he needed, so she made her way around the kitchen counter and fixed two mugs of cocoa. God, she could just fucking kick herself six ways to Sunday. She knew better than to be intimate with someone that fresh off of a life-changing event. Not to mention his recent trauma, and hers.

Christ, the one time in her life she’d let her lady parts lead the parade, she’d fucked up royally. She was just so unreasonably attracted to Michael, her brain shut down so her libido could hop in the driver’s seat. All she could hope for now was to minimize the damage. She really did pray that Doctor Beckett could help him, even if she never got to witness his healing. Maybe after Richard left, it would be best if Michael moved up to the

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