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.

her hair and body. After

exposed, and she felt a drit. She added his robe, feeling ridiculous as the sleeves hung like wings and the hem dragged on the

hair soft and

yourself?”

replied, his eyes regaining their usual calm. “There’s some ointment here for

instinctively touched her cheek, still sore and swollen from Phineas’s hit. She had thought her

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wouldn’t notice that.

she said, taking the ointment and preparing to leave.

sleep here tonight,” he stated calmly.

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by step into some kind of trap and wondering if it was already too

you tonight,” he assured her, his voice steady and devoid of

flirtation.

him, her

on the bed. “If I wanted to, I would have done it

be so straightforward?” she asked, biting her lip and looking at him with trembling eyes. She couldn’t figure out

say something wrong? He turned his head, his deep eyes narrowing as he

her.

sounds… it just sounds

be more subtle next time.

he had been so strict, but now he seemed

she stammered.

with me last night?” he

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

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

vigorously. “No,

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