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next to him, his free arm comes around my front, his hand rubbing my arm. “Better?” He whispers into my hair. He doesn’t wait for me to answer. “You’re trembling.” He holds me tighter, then turns his head to the front of the car. “Charles, step on it,” he yells. I feel the car pick up speed, and I lay my head on Tuck’s chest.
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    Fuck! I wanted to kill that motherfucker for laying his grimy hands and mouth on my girl. Dammit! Good thing she stopped me when she did. She’s got her head on my chest, and her body is shaking. My poor beauty. I had told Charles to take us to my hotel, and that I would take care of her. I guess after almost killing her assailant, he trusts me now.
    When we finally fuckin’ get to the hotel, I take my beauty up to my suite. She seems a little calmer now but still shaking and really tired. I lead her right into the gigantic bathroom, pick her up, set her on the counter and turn the water on in the tub, adding some scented bubble bath. While the water fills I return to my beauty and stand before her. Her eyes move around, shyly, her hands fidgeting in her lap.
    “Um, what are we doing?” She asks quietly.
    I brush some hair from her face and tuck it behind her ear. My hand rests there while my thumb rubs across her soft cheekbone. “WE aren’t doing anything. YOU are gonna relax in a nice hot bath and I’m going to go pour you a little something that will help calm your nerves.” She nods slightly so I turn to leave. I feel her soft hand around my arm, and I stop. When I turn my head, I see the tears falling down her beautiful face. I’m back in front of her in an instant and put my arms around her, her head falling onto my chest. “Hey, it’s ok, beauty. I’m here.”
    “I can’t… I don’t think…” Her muffled voice speaks into my chest. She raises her head, her face all blotchy, swollen red eyes and looking at me with such sadness. She’s breaking my heart. “I trust you. Please… Please help me,” she whispers.
    I leave her long enough to turn off the water but get back to her quickly. She starts to pull her shirt over her head but is having a hard time with her trembling hands. Placing my hands over hers, we remove it together, her long hair fanning out as we pull it all the way off. I place it carefully on the counter and when I look back at her, I notice her watching my every move. She reaches behind her, and I see in the mirror that she’s fumbling with the clasp of her bra. Our eyes meet, her chin quivering and my heart breaks again. I turn and grab a towel off the rack and place it over her chest with one hand. Then with the other, I push her hands away gently and unclasp her bra. I hear her sigh in relief.
    I remove her shoes and help her with the rest of her clothes until she is sitting there, fully naked, with a towel wrapped around her. My hand extends to her and putting her hand in mine, I help her off the counter and over to the tub. Her head turns over her shoulder, the look of sadness wavering a bit. I take the towel off of her, careful to conceal her beautiful body from my eyes and hold it up until I hear she is safely in the tub. Placing the towel on the counter by the tub, I look over at her and smile. Her body is safely hidden by the bubbles, laying down and her head is hung back. Her now dried eyes are looking at me, a small smile on her plump lips.
    “Be right back. Don’t go anywhere,” I say with a wink. Her smile gets wider, and I leave her to some quiet time. I head to the mini bar and look in the well-stocked fridge. Nice perk to the charity gig.
    My emotions catch up to me, and I stop, placing my hands against the fridge. My head is down, and I start taking deep breaths. Fuck! I could have killed him. I wanted to. The look on beauty’s face when I reached her. She was terrified. I was torn between going back over and pounding more into that motherfucker’s defenseless body or taking my beauty into my arms and holding her