Chapter 100 — Just Like I Imagined You'd Be

• ~ TESS ~
• Taking in a deep breath, I adjust the towel covering my breasts and march out of the kitchen. After all the care Killan’s shown me, I refuse to give him anything less. The hallway isn’t as long as I imagined, and I find myself walking into the bedroom before I feel fully ready. Swallowing my nerves, I meet his gaze as I near the bed. He hasn’t pulled the blankets up, and it’s easy to see his cock remains semi-hard.
• My eyes drift up to his torso, and I nearly wince. Dark bruises mar his beautiful skin. His ribs look the worst—mottled with a deep, angry blue. My uncertainty vanishes. He’s in pain. He’s exhausted. There’s something I can do for him. Something that won’t take effort on his part. It won’t be easy for me, I’ll want more, but I can give him what he needs.