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“Isla,” he warns. “You can rest in a little while. Right now, I need to check you for a concussion and then we’ll get you in the bath.”
That has my eyes opening of their own accord. Did he just say he’ll get me in the bath? As in he’ll be in here with me? While I bathe?
My bleary eyes settle on his self-satisfied smirk, and I’m struck by how handsome he looks right now. He’s a little rumpled, and there’s a look in his eye as he stares down at me.
“I’m going to need to shine a bright light in your eyes, and I need you to keep them open for me.”
I open my mouth to argue, but he shakes his head slowly.
“I’m sorry, Isla. But this is not up for negotiation, so you’d be wasting your breath.” He produces a long pen-looking thingfrom God knows where, and as warned, he proceeds to check me for a concussion.
“You’re all clear, spitfire.”
“Thank you,” I whisper.
“Can you stand?”
I nod, and he helps me to my unsteady feet. Hopefully he’ll catch me if they fail.
Wasting no time, he reaches for the mesh shirt I’m wearing and quickly whips it over my head before doing the same to the bralette.
My reaction time is so slow that it takes a few seconds to realize I’m standing in front of him, shirtless, and he’s making no secret of how much he likes the sight.
I bring my arms up to cover my breasts, suddenly self-conscious of them. No one has ever seen me naked before, and although I’m keenly aware of the fact he stripped me in my sleep, I wasn’t awake in order to be self-conscious then. I am now.
He shakes his head as he reaches for the zip of my skirt and lowers it in one quick movement, leaving me in nothing but a skimpy G-string and my knee-high boots.
His hungry gaze moves over every inch of exposed skin, leaving a warm blush in its wake.
“Doc,” I say softly, and I’m not sure if I’m begging him to stop or asking him to keep going. My mind is a constant contradiction when it comes to this man, so that really shouldn’t come as a surprise to me.
“You can keep your mouth closed, Isla. You’re in so much fucking trouble right now. Do you know how fucking terrified I was when I came home and realized you weren’t here?” His voice remains low, but the anger it’s laced with leaves no room for interpretation, telling me exactly how mad he really is. “I explicitly told you that you were not to go partying. Do you think that was because I like the sound of my own voice?”
“I’m sorry,” I say weakly, but it’s not enough.
“I don’t want to hear it right now. You’re going to shut up, let me take care of you, let me remind myself over and over that you’re alive and that you weren’t taken from me tonight, and then we’ll talk.”
I swallow heavily but choose to keep my mouth shut. Probably the smartest move I’ve made all day.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
DOC
I’m fucking seething.
I can’t believe she was so fucking stupid.
Doesn’t she realize Spade has men all over the country? Doesn’t she know that the rules I set for her were for her own good, not because I was on a power trip?
I mean, there was an element of that, but for the most part, it’s always been about her safety and for her to go ahead and defy every single rule I’ve set for her…
I can’t even bring myself to think of all the ways tonight could have ended.
What if I wasn’t there?
What if I hadn’t installed a tracker on her phone so I would always be able to find her?
What if Bella was left to deal with it all on her own, with no idea I even fucking existed?
