The Paramedic by Owner

The Paramedic by Owner

Author:Owner
Language: eng
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Chapter 7

Maggie stepped back, gently extricating herself from Kyle's arms. Her chest was tight, her pulse raced, and for the first time since she'd met him, the panic that threatened to envelope her was centered on him.

Will he like me?

Am I skinny enough?

What about the scars?

What if I don't please him?

The voices melded in her head, a cacophonous refrain that paralyzed her limbs.

Somewhere in her mind she was aware of him watching her, but everything else in the room was out of focus. She tried to move, tried to speak, but the fear was swallowing her whole.

He walked to her and pulled her back into his arms, holding her close. His touch was soothing as always, and she closed her eyes, focusing on his heat, and the scent of him surrounding her. Gradually the fear subsided, and she relaxed against him, letting him lead her to one of the stools near the kitchen counter.

"Want to talk about it?" he asked, stroking her arm as he sat beside her. "What made you panic?"

She shook her head. "It's stupid."

He shook his head. "No, it isn't," he said, taking her hands in his. "Don't you think that knowing what causes your attacks will help us figure out how to control them? I promise, whatever it is, it's not stupid. Just tell me, sweetheart."

Maggie shrugged. "I know you're right, but it's just..." She took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. "Do you remember the day we met?"

Kyle nodded, his thumbs tracing hypnotic circles over the backs of her hands.

"I had just cut myself, and all theses scary questions kept floating through my head.

Like what if I passed out and no one found me? That's where the stupid part comes in...I panic when I start thinking about all the bad things that could happen. That day I started down the stairs because I can't use an elevator without panicking, and I ended up on your floor because it just got too overwhelming." She let out a sad laugh. "Basically, I worry myself into a panic."

He nodded again, his expression calm. Maggie admired that about him. If only she could be that way...

"So what about today then? What were you worrying about just now, that triggered an attack?"

"Um..." She closed her eyes, forcing herself not to let the questions start again. "I was worried that I...wouldn't please you. And I have scars that are--"

He ran a hand down the side of her face, his fingers threading gently through her hair.

"I think you're beautiful, scars and all. And there's nothing you could do that won't please me."

"But how do you--"

He put two fingers over her lips, shaking his head. "Quiet. Let me show you how beautiful you are. Do you trust me?"

She took a deep breath. "Yes."

"Good." Kyle walked over to his black bag and pulled some things out. When he came back, there was a roll of rope in one hand, and a thicker strip of black cloth in the other.

He put the rope on the counter, and held the cloth up to show her.



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