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“From where?” I asked, knowing this had not come from the things Melanie had bought me.
“Paris originally, but it was from a boutique that I own. The manager sent over things in your size that I asked for,” he said.
“You own a boutique? With women’s lingerie?” I asked.
He smirked. “I own several things. I’ll give you a list later. Right now, I need you to stop swaying in place. My stress can’t handle it. Let’s stay focused.”
I let him walk me into the bathroom, but refused to let him watch me use the toilet. That was when I noticed I wasn’t wearing any panties. When I was finished, I stood up to walk out, and he was there again, holding on to me.
“Do I have panties here?” I asked.
“Many,” he replied.
“Could I put a pair on?” I asked.
He grinned. “Yeah, I’ll get that when you aren’t walking around. I’m not letting you go.”
When I was sitting on the edge of the bed, he told me to stay and went into his closet. Then, he came out with a pair of panties that looked like they matched this gown perfectly. He bent down in front of me, and I let him put them on since he seemed determined that I couldn’t.
I stood, and he slid them all the way up. His hands ran down over my butt before moving away.
“These are new?” I said to him.
“Yes, they are,” he agreed.
“Blaise?”
“Hmm?” he replied, moving me back to the bed.
“How many new items from Paris do I have?”
He shrugged. “A few.”
“As in three?”
“Or more,” he replied. “Now, stop grilling me on your lingerie and move back against the headboard. I’m going to have food brought to the top of the stairs.”
I obeyed.
Thirty-Three
It took a week of Blaise waiting on me, nurse visits, and rest before I felt normal again. My head was tender, but Tylenol killed most of that. Luckily, my stitches were low enough on the back of my head that the hair that had been shaved was underneath and not visible. My bruises were starting to fade on my body.
Blaise had gone upstairs an hour ago to handle some work. I had been upstairs once a day for the past four days. I had needed sunshine. Gina had been chatty and good company when Blaise left me with her the times he needed to leave the house.
Yesterday, I’d seen Gage and Huck for the first time since they’d saved me. My memories were all back from that night, and I knew now that they had clearly killed without remorse. They had found me. They had been trained at what they did, and this had nothing to do with horse racing.
I thanked them for saving me. They both looked uncomfortable, but then Gage made a joke about being glad Sax and Trev hadn’t also been killed. Huck had hit him and given him a warning look.
The bathtub was filled with lavender salts and bubbles when I sank down into it. I had been waiting patiently for Blaise to be ready to talk. I knew he didn’t think I could handle it yet with my injury, but I was fine now. He pampered me and made sure I had everything I could possibly want. I needed to know what had happened that night.
Why me? Why had his closest friends found me? How had they known where to look for me? Why were they trained killers?You know, normal stuff.
I laughed at my train of thought.
“Glad I didn’t miss this,” Blaise said as he walked into the bathroom.
“Want to get in with me?” I asked, hoping he said yes.
