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Did he know the level of courage I needed to face him with this? After the shaving disaster that Cammie had helped me with, we’d grown closer, but it was still hard approaching him with these things.
He never disrespected me, always celebrated me, applauded my strengths and did his best to shore up my weaknesses, but he’d never been like this before.
Not since we were married at any rate.
Even that night when Aela had come into our lives, when she’d asked for help from the O’Donnellys in freeing a man who’d been kidnapped by theFamiglia, and when Declan had been injured in the fray, Eoghan had opened up to me.
I knew he’d done some bad things that night, knew he’d taken some lives, and he’d broken down, but I’d been his soft place to land. Why wasn’t he letting that happen now?
Staring at him, I started to strip off and I wandered under the water too. I grabbed the shower pouf he never used, splatted some body wash on it and then started to take over for him.
He heaved a sigh, grating out, “Inessa, I don’t have time for this.”
“You make time,” I insisted, staring up at him as I smoothed the sponge over his shoulders.
His mouth tightened, but he held his tongue as I washed him.
He was so tense it was a wonder he didn’t cramp up, and the distance between us felt like an ocean, but with every moment that passed, I felt him come back to me.
Dropping to my knees, I moved the sponge over his legs, careful to clean him how I knew he cleaned himself—he was anal in the shower too—and when I looked up at him from my position, his dick was in the way, and his eyes were on me.
Then he stunned the hell out of me by intoning, “Run.”
Pretty certain that I’d misunderstood him, that he was asking me to bend over so he could launch himself at me, I muttered, “What?”
“Run, Inessa. Run.”
His nostrils flared when I didn’t obey, and then he started to count, and I had no idea why, but his somber tone had me releasing a nervous chuckle.
I got to my feet, staring into those wildly frigid eyes of his, and that was when my heart started to beat faster.
“Eoghan?”
He pushed his forehead against mine, his breath brushing against my lips as the heat and the steam from the shower curled around us.
“Run.”
From him?
Never.
He must have seen the answer on my lips because he rasped, “Please.”
I could never be scared of this man.My man. But I could see that, for whatever reason,hewas scared.
Of himself.
Around me.
There was a plea in his eyes as he begged me silently, and while I didn’t understand, I did as he bade.
Darting out of the shower, being as careful as I could on the tiles, I took off. The only trouble was, I had no idea where I was running to.
Was this role play?
It wasn't the first time he'd chased me, but it was the first time he'd acted so weird beforehand.
Starting for the kitchen, I rushed inside only to hear the shower cut off. Ears pricked, I heard him leave the bathroom and then he whispered, “You can run but you can’t hide from me, Inessa.”
