She obeys my command, and I’m relieved when I don’t see any fear or apprehension in them.

“Are you okay?” I ask her.

It takes her a moment to answer, but finally she says, “yes.”

My hands leave her breasts, traveling farther down her luscious body so I can remove her pants. I stare pointedly at her as I unclasp the button on her jeans, pull her zipper down, and snake my hand inside of her panties. For the briefest of moments, I feel the heat coming from her pussy, but it’s short-lived before her hand grips my wrist and she pulls me off of her.

Rolling to the side, away from me, she stands and refastens the button of her jeans. With tears in her eyes, she looks at me.

“I’m so sorry. I… I wanted to be ready. I want to do anything to erase what happened and replace it with something worth remembering.”

“Do not apologize, Sasha. I didn’t think you’d be ready, but I wanted to letyoudecide. Not me.”

“Thank you,” she begins. “It really means a lot to me that you’re giving me that decision.”

“I would never do anything to you that you didn’t want, Sasha.”

“I know. I know you wouldn’t,” she reassures me.

I take a seat on the mattress, and she sits next to me. Taking my hand in hers, she looks into my eyes.

“Maybe, if you can let me make this decision for myself, then you can let me make the decision to return to work for myself, too.”

I laugh lightly as she places a gentle kiss to the palm of my hand.

“You’ve got me there, little girl.”

She hits me with a smile before speaking again.

“So will you drive me to the diner so I can tell Ellie that I should be back in two weeks?”

The hopeful look on her face cuts through me. I can’t say no to that.

Shaking my head at her insistence, I answer her. “Yes, I think I can manage that.”

She thanks me with a kiss on the lips before practically skipping to my bedroom door and running down the steps.

I didn’t know she meantrightthis second.

She’s going to have to wait at least a few minutes for my raging hard-on to die down. I’d never complain about this in front of her, but she’s given me quite a severe case of blue balls.

I’ll give her however long she needs, while secretly wishing it’s not long before she can help me remedy this situation.

Chapter Eighteen

Blade surprisedme when he had Cap and Kid join us in his truck. I’m not used to going anywhere with more than just him, but I suppose I need to become comfortable with the idea of it. He pulls up in front of Ellie’s and cuts the engine.

“I’ll be right back,” he tells Cap before exiting the truck.

I now know better than to try and open my door to get out of the truck without his assistance, but at least he didn’t try to carry me through the door of Ellie’s.

He walks me inside, with Kid in tow. I greet Whitney on my way back to Ellie’s office, both of the brothers trailing me.

Knocking on Ellie’s door, she’s both surprised and happy to see that it’s me standing in her doorway.

“Sasha! Oh, my goodness, it’s so wonderful to see you up and moving!” she squeals as she wraps me in a hug.

The hug hurts a little, but I do my best not to let it show. The last thing I want is to make her feel bad.