stop it a sob escaped.
"No! Stop it! You cannot let them win!" she cursed softly aloud, turning off the water and stepping from the shower. Trying to think of something else, her mind instantly went to angry blue eyes and luscious male lips.
She hadn't seen those annoying twins for over a week now that she knew for sure they were brothers. However, the men's presence posted outside her room continued to remind her how lucky she was to be alive. The pesky little runt named Davy sat outside her door today, following her whenever she tried to walk the halls. Chayle was tired of it. She wanted out of here and she wanted it now! She would heal better on her own, outside of this hospital.
She pushed back the curtain only to scream when a towel was thrust into her hands. It took a second to wipe her face and glare at the offender, coming face to face with the one person whom she had just been fantasizing about only moments before.
Her very own dark angel! And didn't it just have to be her luck that it was the one who always seemed to be in a bad temper!
"What are you doing here?" she spat out, wrapping the towel around her, twisting it over her breasts.
Kayne just watched her, his Prussian blue eyes mesmerizing for long seconds as she tried to make herself breathe. The room seemed to close in around her, pressing in, making it hard to get air in her lungs whenever this man was in the small private room and it had nothing to do with his intimidating size.
She tried to edge past him from the small bathroom to the bedroom but he didn't budge, just leaned against the doorjamb as if he owned it, looking at her. Licking her lips, Chayle straightened to her full five feet eight inches and pushed past him, her nipples beading as they scraped his rough shirt. She needed to find some clothes and get out of here.
“Is there any way I can have some clothes instead of a hospital gown?” she growled, reaching to pull the thin blanket from the end of the bed. At least it gave her more protection from those penetrating eyes than the threadbare towel had.
He just stood there, looking at her for long moments before he took a deep breath and Chayle was amazed once more at the strength and presence the man had just standing in the room.
“Did you even hear me?” she asked again, quickly coming to the end of her patience.
Kayne stood looking at the vision in front of him and nearly came in his jeans! His zipper was already pressing a seam against his cock when he had walked in and heard the shower going, just thinking about all of that wet skin. Now her perky little nipples pebbled so nice and hard just under the towel after brushing up against him and his cock jerked, begging to come out to play.
" Easy, brother! You can't scare her like that… she has been terrorized and brutalized enough. She won't accept your touch so easy until she heals." Rafe's rationale echoed in his mind, but it wasn't a reminder Kayne needed. Nightmares still haunted him of the cabin they had found her in, her body hanging from those chains.
" Do we tell her the reason we haven't been here, Rafe? "he growled back silently, his uncertainty never showing in the frown while he burned to kill all of those they had hunted for the last couple of weeks again, only making it much more painful.
The bruises on her legs peaked out from under the towel, darker and harsh against her skin as they began to heal. He watched as she tried to pull a soft T-shirt over her chestnut curls pulling the towel lower around her waist and his breathing hitched at the patches of skin revealed.
" It will be the only way to gain her trust, me thinks," was the chuckling reply. Kayne continued to watch the female as she slowly moved over to the small closet and pulled a few clothes from it.
"What do you think you're doing?" he finally said.
"Leaving just as soon as I get some clothes!" Chayle hissed, trying to hold the towel in place as she pulled the blanket around her and headed to