She processes, then slowly nods.
“Okay. Well, are you gonna tell me your name now?”
She’s right. That would be the polite thing to do. But I’m already getting attached to this girl. Telling her who I am would be dangerous.
“No.” I shake my head. “That would be…dangerous.”
“Dangerous? I just almost died in a car crash and then almost froze to death.” She scoffs. “Oh, andyouthreatened to kill me. I think I can handle your name.”
Christ. Her voice, the way she bites back at me with such energy…it’s like a drug to me. And the fact that she’s naked beneath me is making it nearly impossible not to have my way with her.
“Come on,” I finally snarl, lifting her off the counter. “Let’s get that cut patched up—”
“I’ll do it myself,” she hisses.
“Oh, no you won’t. Do you have in-the-field medical training?”
She swallows and glances to the side. “No.”
“I do. And I’m going to make sure that doesn’t get infected.”
Another pause. “All right, fine.”
“Good.”
I take the lead toward the bathroom, and this time, she doesn’t run for it. I almost wish she would, just so I’d have another chance to snatch her up and get my hands on her luscious body. She has her hips twisted from me now, hiding hertreasure. And her arms crossed over her breasts. Is shetryingto tease me?
I run the hot water in the sink and point to the vanity. “Hand me the green bottle in there.”
“Get it yourself.”
I chuckle, licking my top teeth. “I’m doing you a favor here, and you can’t even help out?”
“A favor? How many other girls have you told that and they actually believed you?”
If this girl only knew what I went through to save her life. Speeding through the blizzard of the century without a shirt on because I knew I had to get to her immediately if she was going to have a chance. My eyes drag up her body again, drinking in every succulent inch. It’s been years since I’ve wanted a woman, let alone touched one. If she only knew the feelings I had for her at this moment—the promise I’ve made to protect her fromeverything.
“Get the bottle,” I growl.
She glares back at me for a moment, then turns and moves to the vanity, giving me my first glimpse of her perfect ass. What a peach. I’m practically drooling as I watch her take the bottle and bring it to me.
“Disinfectant,” I explain. “Military issue.”
“So I was right.”
She smiles proudly, covering herself again. For a brief moment, her eyes dart past me to the door. I turn and twist the lock.
“You won’t make it,” I assure her. “I’ll catch you, or the storm will kill you.”
She purses her lips, then slowly nods.
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
Her voice is soft as she replies. “For saving my life.”
I nod and step closer, soaping up a towel that I gently apply to her cut. Thankfully, it’s not too deep, but I’ll make sure it doesn’t scar. A goddess like this deserves to have her body honored and cherished.
