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.

and body. After drying her hair, she put on his shirt,

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

on the bed, his arm bandaged. He wore a light gray loungewear set, his hair soft and loose–looking different from his usual professional self. More laid–back, with a

bandaged yourself?” she asked.

regaining their usual calm. “There’s some ointment here for

sore and swollen from Phineas’s hit. She had

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notice that.

she said,

You’ll sleep

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being drawn step by step into some kind

I won’t touch you tonight,” he assured her, his voice steady and devoid of any

flirtation.

her pretty face conflicted.

her stand there fidgeting, he dimmed the lights and lay down on the bed. “If I

not be so straightforward?” she asked, biting her lip and looking at him

Did I say something wrong? He turned his head, his deep eyes

her.

sounds indecent, she murmured.

be more subtle next

surprised her. At work, he had

uh…” she stammered.

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

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

you some wine! Might help you relax,” he offered,

vigorously. “No, no,