Strings of Fate

95- Hair and hands

“As much as I would like to make sure you never meet or speak to another male ever a

again, I know that isn’t a realistic option. Besides, I trust the guards you have. Plus, in your case, I prefer that your security detail IS obvious. People will think twice about attacking you when you obviously have a bodyguard following you around.” He seems weirdly smug about that.

“Yeah… right. You’re just happy that I’m putting up with the guard stuff. Although after what happened tonight I suppose I can see your point of view a little better.” I admit. Bellamy’s expression darkens again and I curse in my head. Oops. I was trying to keep his mind off of the whole situation and I had to go and bring it up again. Stupid. Ugh. I frantically try to change the topic again.

“I need to wash my hair.” I blurt out without thinking. Bellamy blinks, startled at my abrupt

statement.

“Okay… just try and be careful of your bandages. I doubt the cut has completely stopped bleeding and the soap would probably sting a lot.” He reminds me. I nod in agreement and grab the bottle of what I guess is Megan’s shampoo from the little table he has placed next to the bath. Then freeze, staring at it with a frown. How the hell am I going to do this without submerging my upper arm, or at very least getting it soaked? This seems impossible. I groan in frustration. This really isn’t my night.

“What’s wrong?” Bellamy demands. He shifts his weight and looks like he is moments away from launching to hit feet to take care of whatever threat or pain I’m currently pacing.

“Sorry, it’s no big deal. I just don’t think I can actually wash my hair without getting my injury wet. It’s too awkward. It’s annoying because I feel gross. I think I probably got blood in my hair.” I admit with a mournful sigh. Bellamy looks thoughtful for a minute and hesitates

before speaking. Clearly nervous.

help. If you want.” He offers. I stare at him speechless for a minute. He wants to… help me wash my hair? Bellamy continues speaking before I can formulate a

do anything else, I promise. I just thought… Well. I don’t know exactly. I mean there are the bubbles. You could try and cover up or something if you want. It was probably

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95- Hair and hands

How is it that I’m the one who is naked and he seems uncomfortable? Then again. he doesn’t seem to have a problem with being naked himself. Guess that nudity happens occasionally when you turn into a big cat and back. Your clothes don’t exactly come with you… Still, he looks almost… humiliated at his own suggestion. I can’t stand it. We are literally fated to be together and I’m so awkward that I’ve made him embarrassed to even suggest a fairly innocent form of intimacy. Before I can overthink this any further than I already have,

where he

1. me.

face. I’m sure I’m red as a tomato, but

myself to hold his gaze so he

answers my unspoken question. I guess my confusion

it away from my eyes and arm, he tips

definitely going to have to work on being less awkward if this is what Bellamy touching me feels like, and he’s only actually

I’m great.”

satisfaction and pride

a groan of

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95- Hair and hands

shampoo out and runs some conditioner through the ends of my hair. Seriously, now I

had best now. Before I get carried away.” I open my eyes and look up at

stoo