Page 103 of Degradation
‘Okay. Let me know when it’s ready.’
He leaves me alone with her and I let out a groan. I’d love to take my turn with her. I feel like I’m about to explode. Watching her and Shade was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. But that would be too much for her today. Especially me. I look down at her and watch her give a small yawn.
‘How are you feeling?’
‘Weird,’ she murmurs. ‘Relaxed andsated,I guess. Tired but also feeling like I could run for miles right now.’
I grin. ‘I know what you mean.’
I adjust my hold on her. ‘Listen, Tulip, this is important. Are you on birth control?’
Her eyes widen and she gasps. ‘No! Oh! I didn’t even… I can’t?—’
‘It’s okay.’ I say calmly. ‘Don’t worry. Let me message Blake real quick.’
She’s tense in my arms as I grab my phone off her nightstand.
Our girl isn’t on birth control.
Oh shit…
You got any Plan B?
Yeah I do! In the closet. I always have some for emergencies.
I roll my eyes.
I thought I was supposed to be the chemist.
Nope. Ur the boy scout.
Fucker.
‘It’s okay. Blake has some Plan B. It’ll make sure you don’t get pregnant this time.’
‘Is it safe?’ she asks a little worriedly.
‘Yeah, but it’s not something you want to take all the time. We’ll get some condoms for now, and you can decide what you want to use for protection, okay?’
She nods, relaxing a little.
‘Would you tell me what’s wrong with Blake?’ she asks. ‘Sometimes he’sdifferent. And you seem to know what to do when he is.’
I roll my eyes. Whatisn’twrong with that asshole? ‘It’s kind of an...impulse control problem,’ I say quietly. ‘He forgets that not everything is about what Blakey wants, and he needs to be reminded sometimes.’
‘How?’ she asks, her eyes opening to look at me.
‘When it’s me, an angry word in his ear usually does it, but most of the time it takes a punch to the face. Pain usually snaps him out of it.’
She’s quiet for a while after that until she shifts, closing her legs with a look of revulsion.
‘Want a bath?’
Her nose wrinkles. ‘Yes, please. I don’t mind it in general, but I can feel it leaking out of me. It’s on my skin and it’s itchy and cold and...disgusting.’
I chuckle and extricate myself from her carefully, letting her flop down on the covers alone for a moment while I throw on my pants.
‘Come on,’ I say, hefting her up into my arms. ‘Let’s get you cleaned up.’
