¿Tuvimos un hijo

Shirley felt Zacharias’ lips brushing her forehead. His scent smelled nice, and it filled her with a sense of security. She even felt sleepy.

Meanwhile, in the other car, Imogen replayed the entire failed plan in her mind, convinced she hadn’t shown any vulnerabilities. The only uncertainty was whether the kidnappers betrayed her. She believed they wouldn’t, as it served no purpose and would expose her as part of their group.

Once back at the hotel, Zacharias took Shirley back to the room. In the consistently warm space, Shirley removed her jacket. Then, a hushed voice broke the silence, saying, “Take them all off.”

She froze for a few moments, and she turned around. “Why?”

“I want to check your wounds,” he said seriously. His eyes were clear of any desire. Uncomfortable with the idea of undressing in front of him, Shirley shook her head. “It’s okay. I’ll check them myself in my room.”

Insistent, Zacharias declared, “I want to do it. What, are you still embarrassed?”

off her shirt, and only a black bra remained.

wounds closely, Mr. Flintstone,” she said

He narrowed his eyes and checked all the way from

it was him, she would show her weakness for some

your leg hurt too?”

“I can deal with the wounds on my leg

bath. I’ll rub some oil over the injuries,”

nodded and went for a bath. She was caked in dust all over and looked grimy. After she went for

tell them about it,” Freddie said. Concerned, he asked, “Is Miss Lloyd

“She is,” Zacharias answered.

from inquiring further, he didn’t want Zacharias to

She came into

see her.

you an ice pack, captain. Let me help you,” she said. She wanted to wheedle