Chapter 49

• Chase sat down on the bed. “Don’t even go there, kitten.” He pulled the shirt down further on me and then slowly moved the sheet away so he could see the mark on my side. It looked less angry than the one on my leg, but in my opinion had a long way to go before I’d be wearing any belly baring tops.
• Glancing up from the injury, I looked at Chase, his eyes were filled with regret and concern. In the same way he had figured out the twisted thought I’d just had I picked up on where his thoughts were going. “I would have gone regardless of what you had to say on the matter.”
• Nodding slowly, he lifted his eyes to mine. “I know.” Clearing his throat, he leaned further away from me. “I have a few things to take care of. Will you be alright if I leave you with Quint when he gets back?” His tone was strained.