Six Weeks of Seduction by Ellis O. Day
CHAPTER 70: SARAH
As soon as Sarah got home the tension fled as she wrapped her arms around Tank. He was safe. She was safe. Sweetie nudged her and she made it a group hug. “You did good, baby.” She kissed Tank’s head. “You stayed alone. Just the two of you.” She’d thought she’d been doing well too.
“Maisie was with him most of the night.” It was the first time Nick had engaged her in conversation since they’d left the hospital.
“I know. She asked me to text her when we were leaving.” She straightened, giving the dogs one last pat each.
“Why? Didn’t she want to see you?”
“Ah…She thought I’d want to rest. She’ll come by tomorrow.” She needed to tell him about Peter but now was not the time. Something was going on. He was too quiet and he kept giving her funny looks but Maisie had sworn she hadn’t said a word to him about anything.
“Do you want something to eat? Or drink?” He walked toward the kitchen.
“No. Thanks.”
“You said you passed out from not eating.”
“Yeah. You’re right. I probably should eat something, but I just want to soak in the tub and go to bed.”
“Go. I’ll make you something and bring it to you.”
She went into the bathroom and stripped as the hot water filled the tub. She sank into its warmth, relishing the heat as it flooded her body. She’d messed up, pushed too hard. She was pretty sure Nick had believed the story about her passing out from hunger but he wasn’t stupid. He already sensed something was wrong because she never wanted to go anywhere. Maybe she needed to see the doctor another few times a week. Dr. Smileworth had suggested that she go to a facility for a month or two but she couldn’t. She’d never be able to hide that from Nick, plus she had to be here for Tank.
Nick came into the bathroom with a plate of cheese, crackers, fruit and a bottle of water. He also carried a folding table. He set it up and put the food down. “Let me know if you need anything else.”
He looked fabulous. He’d looked immaculate when they’d left in his white, button-down shirt, with a black tie, black jacket and black slacks but now, with his tie and jacket gone and his shirt rumpled, he looked more real, more touchable and she wanted to touch him. She wanted him to make her forget everything but him and her.
“I’m sorry about not being able to play school tonight, but you could join me in the tub.” She sat up, causing her breasts to peek from the water.
“You should eat.” His eyes raked over them, making her nipples harden.
“I can eat with you behind me.” She stared into his eyes. “Even inside me. You could feed me while you fucked me.”
He took a deep breath, his dark eyes still fastened to her breasts. “I-I don’t think that’s a good idea. Not tonight. You need to rest.” He turned and fled the room.
Damn it, now he thought she was frail. She’d have to convince him that what she needed more than anything was him inside of her. Only then did she know without a doubt that he was hers.
