her.
“Yeah, I think you may be right. Right before the police showed up, he had me by my hair. I remember thinking he was deranged, because he got right up in my face and stared into my eyes. It was like I couldn’t look away. He started mumbling something, and I remember thinking the whole scene was really bizarre, but my ears were ringing, so I wasn’t able to make out what he said.”
Donte nodded. She hadn’t even noticed when he slipped his hand over the top of hers and joined her in her memories. As he stood back and watched the beating she took, his heart broke in two. No woman should ever have to go through something like that, especially his mate. And yes, he’d been able to see Gregory mumbling also, but he did it so quietly even he couldn’t pick up on it.
Donte reached over to the coffee table and turned off the movie, long forgotten about anyhow. He glanced down at his watch. It was ten p.m., and he knew Walter wanted them in the office bright and early the next morning.
He turned to Cassie. “Do you trust me?”
She nodded then whispered, “Yes, why?”
He handed her his laptop and told her to hold it for a moment. Then, he quickly scooped her up off the couch and headed down the hallway to his bedroom.
“Donte, what are you doing? Where are we going?” she gasped as he marched right past the room she had been staying in and on down the hall to his own bedroom.
He pulled back the covers then gently laid her down, her head resting on a stack of pillows. He stayed leaning over her, making eye contact before he spoke. “I want you where I can reach you in case you have any other nightmares tonight.” He reached up and caught a few strands of hair between his fingers, loving the soft texture. “I promised to take it slow, and I will uphold that promise. The only thing we are doing in this bed tonight is sleeping, unless you can’t be trusted?” He gave her a playful grin and cocked an eyebrow up at this.
“What? No… I mean, yes,” she stopped and shook her head as she frowned and closed her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath before starting again. “Sleep, yes. You can trust me, that’s all I want to do at this point.” Donte continued leaning over her for another minute while staring into her eyes.
Finally, he nodded his head. “Right, sleep. I want to be near you, babe. Besides, Betty already laced into me once she got outside and out of earshot from you about putting you in the guest bedroom earlier. She said you could hardly sit up on your own because you were in pain. I really don’t want another ass chewing first thing tomorrow morning.”
He stood and walked around to the other side of the bed. He grabbed some clothing off the nightstand as he glanced back over to her. “I’m just going to go change into something comfortable.” He turned on his heel to do just that, but a thought made him stop in his tracks. He looked back over to her.
“Do you have anything comfortable to change into?”
“Umm…I’m not sure. I only peeked into the bags Betty dropped off. I’m really not sure what all is in them.”
Donte gave her a nod, before turning around and pulling something out of his dresser drawer. “Here, why don’t you change into one of my t-shirts for tonight, that way you’ll be comfortable, and we will worry about the rest tomorrow.”
He walked back over and helped her sit up. “You can change in my bathroom. I’ll go change in the one down the hall.” He kept a supportive arm around her as he escorted her to the bathroom, stopping to open one of the bottom cabinets to grab a new toothbrush. “Feel free to use whatever you need to. I’m just going to be down the hall for a moment or two. Shout if you need me.”
Cassandra braced herself up against the counter until after the door was closed and she was alone. Then, she slowly turned around and looked at herself in the mirror. She shook her head and grimaced. What in heaven’s name did Donte see in
“Yeah, I think you may be right. Right before the police showed up, he had me by my hair. I remember thinking he was deranged, because he got right up in my face and stared into my eyes. It was like I couldn’t look away. He started mumbling something, and I remember thinking the whole scene was really bizarre, but my ears were ringing, so I wasn’t able to make out what he said.”
Donte nodded. She hadn’t even noticed when he slipped his hand over the top of hers and joined her in her memories. As he stood back and watched the beating she took, his heart broke in two. No woman should ever have to go through something like that, especially his mate. And yes, he’d been able to see Gregory mumbling also, but he did it so quietly even he couldn’t pick up on it.
Donte reached over to the coffee table and turned off the movie, long forgotten about anyhow. He glanced down at his watch. It was ten p.m., and he knew Walter wanted them in the office bright and early the next morning.
He turned to Cassie. “Do you trust me?”
She nodded then whispered, “Yes, why?”
He handed her his laptop and told her to hold it for a moment. Then, he quickly scooped her up off the couch and headed down the hallway to his bedroom.
“Donte, what are you doing? Where are we going?” she gasped as he marched right past the room she had been staying in and on down the hall to his own bedroom.
He pulled back the covers then gently laid her down, her head resting on a stack of pillows. He stayed leaning over her, making eye contact before he spoke. “I want you where I can reach you in case you have any other nightmares tonight.” He reached up and caught a few strands of hair between his fingers, loving the soft texture. “I promised to take it slow, and I will uphold that promise. The only thing we are doing in this bed tonight is sleeping, unless you can’t be trusted?” He gave her a playful grin and cocked an eyebrow up at this.
“What? No… I mean, yes,” she stopped and shook her head as she frowned and closed her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath before starting again. “Sleep, yes. You can trust me, that’s all I want to do at this point.” Donte continued leaning over her for another minute while staring into her eyes.
Finally, he nodded his head. “Right, sleep. I want to be near you, babe. Besides, Betty already laced into me once she got outside and out of earshot from you about putting you in the guest bedroom earlier. She said you could hardly sit up on your own because you were in pain. I really don’t want another ass chewing first thing tomorrow morning.”
He stood and walked around to the other side of the bed. He grabbed some clothing off the nightstand as he glanced back over to her. “I’m just going to go change into something comfortable.” He turned on his heel to do just that, but a thought made him stop in his tracks. He looked back over to her.
“Do you have anything comfortable to change into?”
“Umm…I’m not sure. I only peeked into the bags Betty dropped off. I’m really not sure what all is in them.”
Donte gave her a nod, before turning around and pulling something out of his dresser drawer. “Here, why don’t you change into one of my t-shirts for tonight, that way you’ll be comfortable, and we will worry about the rest tomorrow.”
He walked back over and helped her sit up. “You can change in my bathroom. I’ll go change in the one down the hall.” He kept a supportive arm around her as he escorted her to the bathroom, stopping to open one of the bottom cabinets to grab a new toothbrush. “Feel free to use whatever you need to. I’m just going to be down the hall for a moment or two. Shout if you need me.”
Cassandra braced herself up against the counter until after the door was closed and she was alone. Then, she slowly turned around and looked at herself in the mirror. She shook her head and grimaced. What in heaven’s name did Donte see in
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