Page 9 of Blinded
Brett laughed. "Don't you get it? I'll never see again. I won't see anything."
"Not all seeing is done with the eyes." I bent closer. "I want to kiss you."
"It won't change how I feel." His hands fisted at his side, but he licked his lips as if anticipating my kiss.
I moved a little closer, just so he could barely feel the whisper of my lips against his own. "I'm going to show you how good we can be." My lips pressed to his and it was like everything that had been missing in my life suddenly snapped into place. The rightness of this was overwhelming.
Brett had to have felt it too, because his body tensed beneath me, and his arms came up around me, encasing my body as he pulled me down so our bodies were flush. His lips moved against mine, opening as I licked his mouth, seeking entry.
It took only seconds for us both to harden, our cocks pressing against each other. I fought to keep from grinding against him, reminding myself he'd been injured and needed to recover before we took things too far.
I forced myself to pull back, my heart racing as I stared down at him. "I'm not going to tell you this is going to be easy, but I am telling you it's right. I'm here with you. I won't leave. Together we'll figure his all out."
He nodded, but didn't speak.
I rolled off him, staying close by his side. "I know you're still dealing with being attacked, and I'd be just as scared and angry as you are if it had happened to me. I won't even begin to tell you I understand what you feel, because I don't. I can't. But I do know I am going be by your side as we learn how to get through this. You aren't alone."
Brett sighed. "Why did you have to show up in my life now?"
I smiled as I brushed my fingers down his arm. "Probably because you needed me."
A knock on the door had me climbing out of the bed. "It's probably just Corta with food." I hurried and opened the door.
Corta grinned at me. "Bayne, good to see you. Kurt said you and your mate needed to eat. Is it true?"
I nodded. "It's true, Corta. I found my mate."
"Thank God. You of all people deserve the happiness that comes from having a mate by your side." She handed the tray of food to me. "I look forward to meeting…" She sniffed hard as if catching his scent. "Him, I look forward to meeting him when he's ready. Just set the dishes outside the door and I'll pick them up later."
"Thanks, Corta." I wanted to hug her, but with the tray in my hands, I couldn't. "We'll probably be down for breakfast in the morning."
"It'll be ready." She turned and walked away.
As I shut the door, I glanced back at the bed to find Brett sitting up. "Think you can follow my voice and come to the table and eat?" I set the tray down on the small table near the window.
"I'm not very hungry."
Even though we'd just met, there was enough of a bond between us that I could feel his emotions and some physical aspects of him. He was tired, scared, and hungry. "From what you said, you haven't eaten in days. I don't care if you shift and eat this steak or come over and keep me company and eat in human form, but you need to eat. I'm not going to let you starve yourself. If you'd rather raw meat, I can get that for you too, but I promise that you'll love Corta's porterhouse and her fried potatoes are to die for."
He hugged his stomach.
I set the food up on the table and went to him. Bending down in front of him, I cupped his face. "Come eat with me. After, if you're okay with me staying with you, we can shift and let our wolves curl up on the bed together." My wolf was begging to come forward and meet his mate.
"I can't see to eat. I can't even cut my steak." Brett's voice was a soft whisper filled with shame.
"You know what? That's okay. It's going to take time. Why don't I set everything on the floor and we can shift to eat? Then you don't have to worry about table manners or cutting your steak into perfect chunks. Hell, as far as I'm concerned you can pick it up and eat with your hands if you want." I just wanted to know he had food in his stomach before we went to sleep.
"I'd like to shift."
"Okay, let me fill the bowl with water for us, then I'll set the food down. We'll shift together."
He blew out a long, nervous breath. "Thanks."
I set about getting everything ready. Sooner or later he would have to learn how to do things, but tonight, with everything so fresh, I didn't want to push anything. I was happy just having him with me. After a good meal and a good night's sleep, hopefully things would seem better in the morning.
