Page 90 of Dr. Bell

“Is that how you knew to come here?”

She nodded. “I drove two hours because I needed to have this on record. No place I’ve gone to before will even report whatmy husband is doing to me.” She sniffled and wiped at her blackened eyes. “I left him six months ago and recently filed for divorce. Everywhere I go, he finds me.”

“Where’s your daughter?” I questioned while my blood boiled.

“She’s with a friend of mine here in the city. She’s the one who convinced me to go to the Detective Gunner. While he beats my ass, he would never hurt our daughter. Still, I try and be careful.”

“Okay,” I replied. “What’s ya husband’s name?”

Timidly, her eyes scraped over me. “That doesn’t matter.”

“It does…”

She gulped. “His name is Richard. Detective Richard Storm, Perdido Breeze County Sheriff’s Office.”

“Do you have life insurance on him?”

Her eyes bugged. “I do…but no! Please, no! I don’t want anything like that. It would destroy me. Even if you don’t say it out loud, I know what you are. And I’m not judging you.”

I simply watched her fight her emotions.

“As hateful as he is, I can’t bring myself to wish anything bad on him.”

As she talked, all I could think about was ripping that nigga’s tonsils through his chest. However, I smiled.

“Okay. I’m going to have my nurse come in and clean you up and get some bandages on the open wounds. I’ll give you something for pain and should you ever need me… you know where to find me.”

“Thank you,” she replied.

Leaving the room, I quietly shut the door behind me. Bianca stood there waiting for me with her hands on her hips.

“Well?” she questioned.

“Well, get her cleaned up for me.”

“Aren’t you gon’ do something?” she whispered.

“She doesn’t want me to, so I won’t.”

“Adir,” Bianca called to my back.

“Thank you, baby,” I said to her and continued to the nurses station. Minutes later, Pretty arrived. Even as I signed the documents for Nina’s medication and discharge instructions, I held out my hand for Pretty to take. She had on a pink lounge set and slides, looking delicious as hell. My baby had her stomach poking out showing our growing baby. That shit made me smile. I pulled her close, kissed her lips, and locked her to me with my arm around her shoulders. She buried her head into my chest, smelling me as if this was all she needed.

Once I completed Nina’s paperwork, I ushered Pretty inside my office. Only then did I give her the proper greeting she deserved. I kissed her fully and deeply, grabbing handfuls of her ass to bring her as close as I could. I tasted the tears she’d shed on her lips, which angered me.

Going to my chair, I sat down, then brought her into my lap. She planted her hands on my chest and came in for another kiss. I let her have it before settling my hands on her hips and peering at her. The puffiness in her eyes compounded on the war going on inside of me.

“I upset you, and I’m sorry,” I said.

She gulped and nodded. “I trust you, Adir. And I know you truly didn’t know that her baby was yours.”

Something in her tone caused me to study the uneasiness in her eyes.

“Tell me what’s got you anxious.”

Pretty was good at maintaining eye contact. So, when her gaze dropped to her hands positioned on my chest, I tilted my head to the side.

“One of the many things I love about you, Pretty, is ya ability to look into my eyes…” I lifted her chin until her watery gaze was back on me. “…Even when I’m deep inside you, making you blush… those eyes stay glued to mine.”

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