Page 9 (1/2)
"I a over her body "Be careful that you don’t slip on the wet floor"
Seconds passed in tense silence "Hey, Dash?"
She sounded a little drunk, and that alar, she said, "If you could use only one word to describe ain Had the medicine affected her that quickly? Probably He’d always thought drugs were a no-no with a concussion, but apparently things had changed That, or the pain of her dislocated elbow truht a smile "One word, huh?"
"Just one"
He chewed his upper lip, giving it quick thought, then decided she could handle the truth "Fuckable"
Silence
He waited Margo wasn’t herself right now, not with everything she’d been through Her injuries and the powerful painher with kid gloves But this was Lieutenant Peterson, the ballbuster, and he knew her well enough to know she’d detest syhtened in anticipation
She hadn’t really dried her hair and little rivulets of water ran down her silky neck and disappeared into the collar of a large, soft robe that fit over her splint and was only loosely tied around her petite fra were even ave a soft thuued, she tilted up her chin "Sonot iiness in her gaze; it took away so It nearly leveled him "The meds have you loopy"
"Maybe I can hold ht arain "The Peterson fae weakness"
His brows pulled down "Meaning what, exactly?"
"We’re not pill takers"
"Even prescribed medicine?"
"Meds are for wihs it out"
Who the hell had coent person follows doctor’s orders"
She didn’t acknowledge the truth of that "Shhh Don’t tell anyone I took pain meds, okay?"
"I’ll make you a deal" He cupped her face, drawn by the warmth and silkiness of her bruised skin "I’ll keep your secret as long as you continue to take them when you need to"
"We’ll see" She smiled sleepily--and with sexual intent "Now, about that one word"
Knohat she wanted, what she needed, Dash drew his gaze fro with fkable" His thumbs moved over the delicate hollows of her cheekbones "But iazes held for the longest ti my hair one-handed wasn’t easy, especially with those stupid stitches in the way"
"You should have let me help" Another trickle of water trailed down her neck "I can at least dry it for you"
Staring up at hi to be kissed, she finally nodded
Before he forgot his good intentions or she regained her usual starch, Dash stepped around her into the bathrooe--and picked up a spare towel
He saw the discarded scrubs half-sticking out of a clothes ha on the side of the sink with the sling on top It struck Dash that other than the splint she was naked beneath the robe
He jerked around to look at her again Though small, she had noticeable curves, the back view as curvy as the front
As if she felt his hot stare, she said, "I have bruises"
His chest tightened "Want to shohere?"
With a helpless shake of her head, she whispered, "Everywhere"
He moved up behind her, his hands at her tiny waist He would have loved to kiss each and everyto help you now"
"How?" A shiver ran up her spine--and no wonder
Wet hair and exhaustion and only the robe for covering
Dash grabbed her clothes, then guided her forward "Coo to your room"
Her small bare feet left damp marks in the plush carpet as she moved ahead of hi room, sound asleep" Just as she’d said, the cat ate, cleaned hiled down to sleep "What about you? Are you hungry?"
"Not enough to stay awake"
Without his prodding, she went past the hoerly sit on the foot of the bed
Dash gave a quick glance around--and didn’t find a single surprise Everything was as orderly as he’d expected it to be, her comforter a neutral creahtstand and dresser clutter-free He didn’t see a single speck of dust or a shoe out of place
With Logan being a cop, he recognized the quick-access safe in the corner of the room Since Reese had taken her weapon in the alley, he wondered if she had other guns locked in that safe It was big enough to hold a rifle or twoand more