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Luckily, no one was around when we reached the house. The fewer people who knew she was here right now, the better if she was on the run. Plus, I wasn’t in the mood to answer any questions. Mainly because I didn’t have any answers.
I tugged at the reins and Romeo stopped. With less grace than I normally had, I dismounted, trying to not jostle my surprise guest. She didn’t make a motion to move and my worry increased.
“Go to your stall,” I’d ordered him as I carried the precious bundle in my arms into my home and upstairs to my bedroom where I placed her on my bed. My two-year-old Australian Shepherd, Champ, was asleep on her dog bed, but when I walked in, she woke up instantly and jumped to my side.
“Hello to you, too, Champ. I’m busy right now.”
She gave a yap, not used to being dismissed so quickly. On the days she wasn’t by my side in the fields, I’d give her a petting as soon as I got in. I had gotten her when she was only eight weeks old. She was the last of her litter and her owner was having a hard time selling her because she was a runt. When I laid my eyes on her, I knew, small or not, I was taking her home. With some extra TLC and snacks, she made up for her small birth weight and then some.
“Play with your bone downstairs,” I commanded. She gave me a sad glare and left. I felt a ping of guilt, but I had a more pressing matter to deal with at the moment. I’d make it up to her later.
Focusing back on the woman, the first thing I was going to have to do was examine her. If she had some sort of severe injury, hiding or not, we’d be going to the hospital. There was no way I’d let her die under my care.
I thought over different ideas about how to proceed. No matter what, she’d have to get naked for me to look her over. It wasn’t ideal to undress her when she wasn’t conscious, but it had to be done. Deciding to kill two birds with one stone, I went into my bathroom and started the shower.
One of the many upgrades I made to the ranch when I took over was the master bathroom. There was plenty of counter space for two people to share one day, a huge whirlpool tub, and my personal favorite, a spacious shower. There were four showerheads: one on either side, one directly in the center of the ceiling, and a handheld next to the tiled bench. There was no place in here where one wouldn’t get wet. After a long day of working the land, it was perfect and did a heck of a job helping my sore muscles.
Setting the water to a comfortable temperature, I kicked off my boots, took off my Stetson, my plaid shirt and jeans. I was left in my socks, boxer shorts, and undershirt. I figured if my sleeping guest woke up in the middle of this, at least she wouldn’t see me naked standing over her. The last thing I needed was for her to think I was trying to rape her.
It took no time at all for me to remove her clothes, seeing as this wasn’t the first time I had done this. I was by no means a virgin.
Looking at her from top to bottom, my first thought was she was severely underfed. I could see the outline of her ribs and pelvis. She had a decent farmer’s tan, making me wonder how long she had been outside and what she did for a living. Besides those two observations, there were no signs of injuries to her skin, not counting the cut on her forehead. I was grateful for that. It would make it easier for me to honor her earlier wish.
Picking her up, I carried her into the shower and sat her on the bench, making sure to rest her head against the wall. She slouched slightly sideways but stayed in her place. She looked so small and defenseless. My inner Daddy wanted to bundle her up and care for her until she was back to health. But I knew forcing that on her wouldn’t be the answer. All I could do right now was care for her and see what the future held.
I closed the glass door to hold the steam in. I didn’t wish to worsen her condition by letting her get chilled.
Not wanting to prolong this, I bent down in front of her and felt along her extremities for any lumps or bumps. There were none, so I gently pressed against her abdomen to check for the same things. As I was doing this, her hazel eyes fluttered open.
“What’s going on?” she asked weakly as she blinked and rubbed her eyes with her fists. “Where am I?”
I moved back a bit to give her some room, but stayed close enough to catch her in case she lost her balance. “Miss, you’re in my house. My name is Austin Benson. I’m the man who caught you when you collapsed along the dirt road. Can you please tell me your name?”
Slowly, she moved her head and glanced around at her surroundings and then down at herself. “It’s… wait… are we in a shower? Am I naked?” She covered her breasts with one hand and her pussy with the other.
A knot formed in the pit of my stomach. This situation was going to go one of two ways. “I know this doesn’t look great, but you needed to get cleaned up and I had to examine you,” I said, taking another step back. She needed her space and I wanted to make it crystal clear I had no plans to attack her.
“Oh sure. And did it also include you turning me over and fucking me?” she spat as she shot daggers at me with her eyes. Her chest rose and fell at a rapid pace.
I clenched my teeth, not happy at her use of the swear word. If she were mine, she’d be over my knee right now as I reddened her bottom.
“No! I’d never take advantage of any woman ever! I was respecting your wishes and didn’t take you to a hospital. But I’d be remiss if I didn’t make sure you didn’t have any hidden wounds.”
“You’re a pervert, and I’m out of here,” she said as she stood up on shaky feet. She took one step, and her legs gave out. I grabbed her before she hit the tile and helped her back down onto the bench.
Kneeling, so we’d be at the same eye level, I said, “Listen, I know this is horrible looking, but I have no intention of molesting you. Look at me,” I said waving my hand toward myself. “If I wanted to rape you, would I have kept my shirt, boxers, and socks on?”
She looked me over and then back into my eyes like she hadn’t noticed I was wearing anything before.
“Secondly, and pardon me for saying this but, you looked like you hadn’t showered in days. On top of that, you have a cut on your forehead that I wanted to check and clean out, along with doing a fast exam of your body to check for any other injuries. If I had let you sleep on my couch and something happened to you because I didn’t take you to see a doctor, I’d never be able to forgive myself. I decided to kill two birds with one stone. Okay?”
She narrowed her eyes and bit her lip as if she was debating whether or not to trust me. “All right. But I can take over everything from here. You can get out and leave me alone.”
There was no way she’d be able to do that, and I wasn’t going to allow it. “With all due respect, miss, you can barely keep your eyelids open, and you can’t stand up. I’m not going anywhere.”
She sighed and took a deep breath. “Fine. But so help me,” she warned, pointing her index finger at me, “if you try anything, I will scream bloody murder.”
I had to bite the inside of my lip to stop from smiling and telling her how adorable she looked. She was as weak as a newborn right now. There was nothing she’d be able to do if I wanted to enforce my will on her. Thankfully for her, my parents raised their son to respect a woman’s wishes.
