Page 250 of Chaos has a Name
Because of that, Chris knew that he would die for her.
In a heartbeat.
He’d lay down his life for this woman, and seeing her cry…it was brutal.
Getting through the three stitches, he tied off the suture, and gently kissed her boo-boo.
The whole time, he knew she was going to break. Elizabeth, if you knew her well enough, was predictable.
“I need to shower,” she whispered, when he was finally done.
Chris pulled out a needle and vial to show her.
“I need to get your blood before anything that might be in your system dissipates,” he said, hating that not only had someone hurt her, but that someone had probably drugged his wife.
The rage was…a lot.
Elizabeth was aware, and she didn’t argue with him. Instead, she nodded.
When he took a vial, he kept pressure with a little piece of gauze. The whole time, he knew what she needed.
Time.
And love.
Staring into her eyes, he was curious.
“Do you need me to hold you and take care of you, Elizabeth?” he asked.
At first, she was going to say no, but she really just wanted to be held. Her heart was still racing, and Elizabeth was feeling all kinds of spiraling about to go on.
She was a woman on the edge.
With a gun and free to protect herself, she was far less scared. Tied up and cut off from communicating…
That was terrifying.
So, she nodded, reaching out for someone to get her back on her feet.
Putting the vial down, Chris pulled off his shirt, and turned. When he opened his arms, she was in them so fast that he knew his wife was shaken.
Her mouth found his, and he gave her what she needed.
Tenderness.
Slowly, he reassured her with that mating of mouths that she would be okay.
In the end, they would persevere.
They always would.
Because that was the bottom line.
When he broke the kiss, he stared into her icy eyes, and knew that with time, she would be fine.
Elizabeth was the most tenacious person he’d ever met in his life. There were days she scared them stupid, and that was one of those days.
She began undressing, and he gave her the head start so that he could bag up her clothing. When she stepped into the steaming shower, Chris was not far behind her.
