Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 81977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Until she was one hundred percent better I wasn’t about to leave her side and I didn’t want anyone else taking care of her either, not even mom unless I was in a bind. I’ll see to all her needs myself. How hard can it be? I had no idea.
It started with her baths; they were a trial because it was hard to look at her without touching her. She was banged up and in pain without the meds and I still wanted her. She caught on quick to what was going on whenever I washed her body.
I guess the fact I spent five minutes washing her pussy was a dead giveaway. She’s such a little tease too and so very responsive to my touch that she’d cum on the washcloth while I held it against her heat.
I threatened to stop and let the nurses take over but she pouted and gave me the sulky bottom lip, which I couldn’t resist sucking into my mouth. Besides it’s the only time she seems relatively happy and like her old self so of course I wouldn’t stop.
Bedtime was another trial for me. I'd tease her with my fingers softly and gently until she came keeping her pinned so as not to hurt her poor head. Then I’d slide down between her thighs and eat her to climax again.
After that it seems she would always go off to sleep. That's when I did most of my thinking and planning.
My family had returned home after the first day. I might need them more in the days to come than here in the hospital, so it was decided that they'd go home since I had no intention of leaving her side.
I knew that Lynn was in traction in the hospital. I learned that her attack was being investigated as a mugging, so now the whole city was in an uproar because one of their elite had been supposedly accosted and discarded in such a manner.
The only thing missing from the story is that she'd been left outside the Sanders’ house. I guess he’d pulled some strings there.
I tried to keep Ashley's whereabouts a secret, but they've gotten out somehow. Probably some over enthusiastic worker who thought they were being helpful. It didn't matter though because she had round-the-clock security even with me being here.
No one was allowed inside her room except the doctors who were known by her security detail.
Today is her last day in here, she'd received the go ahead and her local doctor back home, which she didn't have one, would take over her care. That was first on my list of things to do.
Thinking of that reminded me of the conversation we'd had about her visitors. After she'd dropped her little bombshell she'd gone into hysterics and I'd been forced to cut the conversation short.
But that in no way meant we were through, not by a long shot. I wanted to know everything there was to know about these two men she’d spoken of the sooner the better. The monster she’d mentioned was the missing piece to the puzzle.
I’d already uncovered the fact that her father had planned to sell her I just never knew who or where.
Today was also the day I'd chosen to tell her about the child she's carrying. I'm not quite sure why I'd chosen to do it here, but somehow I thought it was best to do it while she was still surrounded by doctors.
We were dressed and ready to go. She'd been given her walking papers and the car was waiting to take us to the airfield, now was as good a time as any. I had her sit on my lap while I tried to get my thoughts together.
I don’t know why it was so hard to get the words out. Will she be happy? Pissed, what? I don’t think she realized that what we were doing could lead to this. Her innocence was astounding.
"Blossom, baby there's something I have to tell you." I felt her body tense up under my hand.
"No-no baby, it's something good, at least I hope it is?” For fuck sake Gideon just say it. “You're pregnant."
I held my breath and waited. She just looked at me as if I'd spoken a foreign language, then she collapsed against me as if all the air had been knocked out of her body.
She started to tremble and shake and scared the fuck outta me. "What's up baby? What's going on? Talk to me." She clutched the lapels of my jacket in fear.
"I'm going to die Gideon, please don't let me die." My heart clenched in torment, the anguish in her voice…fuck.
"Baby...no you're not, why would you think such a thing?"
"Children kill their mothers." Fuck you Cliff Sanders, you just earned yourself another moment of torture before I put a bullet through your black fucking heart. There was no doubt in my mind that he was behind this new terror.