Page 93 of Ruthless Chaos
My eyes linger on her thighs, and the ache in my chest intensifies.
There’s so much about her I don’t know.
My t-shirt fits her like a dress.
She looks perfect in my clothes, and my cock twitches at the sight of her. Like this, she’s at her most vulnerable—I could do anything I want to her, more so than any encounter we’ve had.
But that doesn’t entice me.
I like when my women bite back. Only a sick freak would resort to drugging a woman just to get some pussy. There’s no fun in that, and frankly I find it dishonorable.
“I’m going to clean your face up,” I whisper.
When she nods, I step away to get a washcloth.
After wetting it with some warm water in the sink, I wipe away the blood from her forehead and her ruined makeup. Allie’s eyes are glued to my face as I do this. I linger around the bow of her lips.
She’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, even with puffy eyes and swollen lips.
I almost tell her.
When she’s all cleaned up, I take her back to the bedroom. I peel back the covers and place her underneath them, taking a seat by the edge of the bed. She reaches out to grab my hand, and I let her.
Her palms are soft, but cold.
“You’re safe now,” I murmur, running a hand along her jaw. “Get some sleep. You’ll feel better when you wake up.”
Allie’s lips quiver, as if she’s trying to speak. I remind her that she’s not feeling well so she doesn’t have to, but she’s determined.
After a while, she gets the words out.
They are a slurred mess, but I understand what she tried to say.
“I knew you would come.”
Her lips twist into a sad smile. My pulse is in my throat.
The words feel odd as I turn them over in my mind. She trusts me. That’s a fragile thing to give to someone else.
I’m not sure if I deserve it.
Suddenly, I’m face-to-face with the feeling I’ve been running from.
I care about Allie.
I care about keeping her safe.
Iwantto be the one who keeps her safe.
I take her hand.
“I will always come for you, sweetheart,” I say. “There is nothing in this world that can stop me from keeping you safe. I promise.”
She snores in response.
Whatever Keller gave her has knocked her out cold. It is probably for the better that she didn’t hear me. I’m still not sure what this will mean for us when the sun rises. There’s no place for feelings like these in our ruthless society.
I’m not even sure ifIhave a place for them.
