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all. I began to respond to the gentleness. He began to make gentle circles on my stomach with his hand. I arched slightly against him, and he moved over me, pressing his lips deep against mine, opening me to him. I felt an instant burst of sharp pain and pulled away hard.
    “What is it?” He had stopped the kiss dead in its tracks.
    “My lip,” I whispered.
    “Show me,” he whispered back.
    I reached up and rolled down my bottom lip, gently exposing the ragged cut that I knew was there. I released my lip and watched. He watched too. He watched to make sure I didn’t pull back when his big body moved over mine. He reached for something from the bedside. Then he rolled back over on his side, one hand on my waist and the other hand moving to my mouth. I felt it before I saw it. The cold clean sensation of the sliver of ice sliding up and down the sore place on the inside of my lip felt so wonderful that I sighed against it. The remainder of the Valium worked its way back into my system.
    “That’s it, baby. Let it work its magic. Close your eyes. Nothing else is going to hurt you tonight.” He was speaking from somewhere far away . . .
    I closed my eyes and breathed deeply. So nice . . . so nice of him . . . so nice . . .
    My thoughts began to drift together as I fell into a soft, gentle sleep. But not before reaching for his hand and holding it lightly in mine.
    “Thank you,” I whispered through the haze.
    Diego pulled me close. “Sleep, baby.”
    And I did.

CHAPTER 8
    W hen he heard her breath grow even and felt her body mold into his, he pulled her even closer. He felt her warm and soft against his chest. He had smoothed her hair. She smelled like spring. Her scent was clean and fresh. She felt even better. He wondered what it would be like to be loved by a woman like this.
    Diego had seen the damage up close. He had winced at the torn lip, the swollen eye, and the bruises covering her chin, chest, and neck. She had taken a pretty bad beating. It was because of him that monster had whaled on her. He had put her in harm’s way.
    If that wasn’t enough, Diego had broken into her house, waited for her in the dark, chased her, fondled her, and had taken all her money. He had scared her and not just a little. He knew terror. He had seen it in her eyes when she first saw his shadow, and then later when she had woken to him. He had caused the fast beating of her heart. And not in a good way.
    Diego had watched Raine retreat and go perfectly still. She had wrapped her arms around herself and pulled them in tight. Her eyes had grown dark with fear, and something undefinable when she thought he was going to hurt her. Then she had responded so fully when he showed her gentleness and kindness that he wondered how little of it she had known. He was curious about her. He wondered what kind of woman she was. Then instantly he knew. If he wasn’t real careful, she was the kind of woman a man could get lost in . . . for as long as they both shall live . Raine was that kind of woman.
    Diego held her and watched her sleep through the night. She slept fitfully, sighing and murmuring, alternately pressing against him and pulling away from him. He shifted her a couple of times to watch her face and had felt the soft skin of her belly warm the palm of his hand. The Valium had cast its spell and she slept deeply. He wondered at the demons that invaded her dreams, and he found that he didn’t want to leave her to them. As dawn began to break, the first rays of light touched her face, revealing the deepening purples, reds, blacks, and blues of the beating she had taken. The one he hadn’t stopped.
    Diego had to go meet with his brothers to discuss the shit with Jamie. There was a lot that had gone down with that deal, including the intel on the H and coke. Shit that had to be revealed and boundaries that had to be redrawn because of it. Club business was fully on his mind when he left her sleeping. It wasn’t until two