Page 137 of Heartless
Then, we kissed under our own rain.
Chapter Thirty-Five—Trademark
Jake
I bundled Sienna in a thick towel and carried her to the bedroom where I sat her gently on the edge of the bed.After quickly drying myself, I tagged some fresh clothes and got dressed.
“Don’t move, baby.I’m going to get some ice then I’m going to take care of your dress.”
She shook her head.“Throw it away.I don’t want to see that dress.Ever again.”
Settling beside her, I hauled her into my lap.“Don’t let him do this to you, baby.When you put on that pretty dress this morning, you were happy.Let the dress be just that and not what that motherfucker did.”
A tear rolled down her cheek.“H-how?I’m coming from him.”Her voice cracked.“He’s half of me...he’s my—”
“He’s nothing, Sienna.You’re you and Caitlin.Let him be nothing.”
“He’s...wretched.The worst.Just—”
“And you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”
Her fingertips grazed the corner of my eye.“Your butterfly?”
Emotion jammed my throat.“Yes.My gorgeous butterfly.”
The little smile was lopsided, but it lit up the gold of her eyes.And I knew then that I would do anything to see that smile up-close.Every fucking day.For the rest of my life.
Her lips trembled.“The man who...he’s...is he dead?”
Very.“Don’t think about him.”
At that, she sucked in a breath.“You hit him.And you kept hitting him.”
I wrapped my hand on the side of her neck.“Sienna, I know I scared you, but no one fucking touches you.Never.”
“The other man...the one with the knife.He didn’t...”
