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Jamal looked down at her and smiled. “The best.”
Cassie rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”
“Seriously,” he added. “You’re perfect for me. I could kiss you forever. Now, you look a little hot. Let’s get you out of that practice jersey that’s doing crazy things to me.”
“What?” she asked, a confused look on her face. “Why?”
“Because it’s so big on you that it looks like a dress. And all I’m imagining is you naked underneath it.”
Cassie’s cheeks blushed at his words. “Well, I guess I can show you my puppies now, as you call them.”
Jamal’s blood started rushing through his veins at her comment. Damn, this girl got to him. “We should probably get out of my garage and go inside my house, though.”
“I want to do it now,” she said. “If I don’t, I might lose my nerve.” Cassie reached down to the hem of the jersey and pulled it up slowly, exposing her shapely, smooth thighs and incredibly sexy, bright purple boy short underwear trimmed with black lace.
“Woah,” he muttered under his breath. “Those. Are. Nice.”
Cassie looked up at him through her lashes. “Really?”
“You have no idea howreallyI mean,” he breathed.
Cassie smiled shyly at him. “So I guess that means you’d like it if I had on a matching bra underneath?”
Jamal felt the breath whoosh out of his lungs at her comment. “You have no idea how happy it would make me if that is the case.”
Cassie laughed, pulling her over-sized jersey ever so slowly, exposing her flat stomach, tiny waist and then -jackpot. Her underwear did indeed match her bra and what a sight it was. Soft purple fabric outlined in black lace captured the most fantastic pair of breasts he had ever seen. Jamal sucked in a breath. “Those. Are. Amazing,” he said softly.
“So I’m guessing you’re a breast man?” she grinned.
“I used to think I was a butt man. But now - now I am mostdefinitelya breast man.” Jamal grabbed the hem of her jersey and lifted it over her head before dropping it to the floor by his bed. Jamal took her in with his eyes. Her skin was perfect but for a faint scar running sideways from under her left breast to the bottom of her ribs on her right side. Jamal ran his thumb lightly over the scar, smiling as she shivered at his touch. It was good to know he had the same effect over her as she did of him.
“What happened here, Bambi?” he asked softly.
Cassie shrugged her shoulders and tried to step away. “It’s nothing.”
Jamal grabbed her arm and pulled her to him. “It doesn’t look like nothing. And you’re not really acting like it’s nothing. So tell me. What happened?”
He felt her take a deep breath. “I got in the way,” she whispered against his chest.
“In the way of what?”
“My dad. I was about six or seven and had been in the backyard, playing with this big branch, pretending it was a broom. It had all these small branches connected to one thick one, so it really did look like a broom. I would pretend I was Cinderella, cleaning up with all her animal friends. My mom had called me in the house for lunch, so I forgot to throw it over the fence. My dad was going to mow. He had gotten a new fancy lawnmower the weekend before and wanted to try it out. Dad ran over the branch with the lawnmower. It was ruined.”
Cassie paused and took a deep breath.
“I’m right here, Cassie,” he said into her hair, willing himself not to show any emotion. He could guess what happened, but he needed to hear it for himself. As much as he didn’t want to. He needed to show this beautiful woman she was cared for. She was loved. She was safe. “You’re safe with me.”
Jamal heard the tears in her voice and felt them soak into his shirt. He kissed the top of her head.
“He ran into the house, screaming at us and demanding for us to tell him who left the stick in the yard. Mom tried to lie and say she did it, but he knew it was me. He shoved her up against the wall and choked her until I thought she was going to die from lack of oxygen. Then, he shoved her into a chair and told her not to move. It was an unseasonably warm day, so I had been outside in my bathing suit top and a pair of cut off shorts. I wanted to enjoy the sunshine on my skin. I always felt cold in Alaska. Anyway, he went outside and brought in a big piece of the branch that had broken off of the one I had been using as a broom. He then proceeded to hit me with it again and again and again. In my dreams, I can still hear myself screaming. My mom screaming. My dad yelling that I was the worst thing that had ever happened to him.”
Cassie’s shoulders shook with sobs and her voice trembled.
“Did he take you to the hospital?”
“Yes.”
“And what the hell did he say to coverthatup?”
