Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

Chapter 7

Joycelyn knew she couldn’t escape. She looked at him with moist eyes, her voice soft and pleading. “Can we turn off the lights, please?”

“No,” Ellison replied, a faint smile tugging at his lips as he gazed at her flushed face,

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She desperately wanted to flee. Her damp fingers rested on his gants, but she couldn’t muster the courage to unfasten them.

He patiently watched her, the steam from the shower creating a lazy atmosphere.

She was torn. The hot water had chased away the cold, but her clothes clung uncomfortably to her skin. She looked up at him, her face a mix of distress and embarrassment, silently hoping he would let her go.

His calm demeanor unnerved her, his intense eyes fixed on her, making her blush and look away.

That was when she noticed his arm was bleeding. “You’re hurt! You got injured earlier, she exclaimed, examining his solid arm. The blood, diluted by the hot water, trickled down in an alarming stream.

He glanced at it and nodded. “Yes, so I’ll need your help.”

Guilt washed over her. If he hadn’t protected her, he wouldn’t have been injured. She hadn’t even considered his injury earlier when he carried her inside.

“Let me wash you first,” she offered, her face flushing with concern.

“Okay,” he agreed, gazing at her intently.

Her face burned as she unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, the heat spreading to her ears. She helped him out of his pants and hesitated before pulling down his underwear.

When her soft hands spread the body wash over him, he tensed closing his eyes with a muffled groan. He had only meant to tease her, but now he was suffering too.

It had barely been three minutes. She watched him wrap a towel round himself and leave with haste. Her face burned, and she remained silent. She wanted to cover her face but realized her hands had just washed something they shouldn’t have.

“Oh, so embarrassing, she muttered, making a stall fist and splashing the water. This day had been more thrilling than any roller coaster ride.

breath, she quickly shed her clothes and washed her hair and body. After drying her

feeling ridiculous as the sleeves hung like wings and the hem dragged on the floor. Steadying her breath, she

hair soft and loose–looking different from his usual

yourself?” she asked.

usual calm. “There’s some ointment here for

swollen from Phineas’s hit.

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wouldn’t notice

then,” she said, taking

are no extra blankets. You’ll sleep

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feeling like she was being drawn step by step into some kind of trap and

won’t touch you tonight,” he assured her,

flirtation.

her

on the bed.

biting her lip and looking at him with trembling eyes. She couldn’t figure out why he was always so calm when saying

love is about? Did I say something wrong? He turned

her.

just sounds

I’ll be more subtle next time.

agreement surprised her. At work, he had been so

uh…” she stammered.

sleep with me last night?” he asked, his voice tinged with familiar

said quickly, rushing to the bathroom. She took deep breaths

help you relax,” he offered, noting her discomfort.

head vigorously. “No,