My eyes popped open to look him in the eyes. But I was crying so hard I couldn’t see him. I sobbed and nodded. And then he took my breath away by wrapping me up tightly in both of this arms.
“It will be okay, Miranda; thank you for coming here to talk to me. I would like to take care of you.” I couldn’t believe what he was saying. He was thanking me for making his life more complicated? Was he offering to take care of me? “Let me take you to the hospital.” He whispered this into my ear. He had pushed my hood back.
I couldn’t refuse. I nodded and sobbed. At least I could get treatment. I didn’t have to report it. And they could give me medications, couldn’t they? And they could figure out what he did to my shoulder and if he gave me a concussion. My body was going haywire. I was hot and cold and electric all over all at once.
“Thank you,” he whispered. “And we can put your dog in my apartment. What is his name?” his breath was tickling me? If I hadn’t been weeping, I would have giggled.
“Buster.” I gasped. His lips were brushing my ear and the side of my head. It was almost as if he wanted to kiss me or maybe was smelling me. It was making the whole of my body tingle, and my stomach was sick with excitement.
“Does he need to go outside first?” He asked. He finally pulled back far enough.
“Probably, I didn’t get a leash.” I added. The sensation had stopped the tears. I could see his eyes. They looked kind, excited, and something else. It looked like love, at least a movie version of it. I felt as if I couldn’t look away.
“That’s okay. I have rope. I don’t have a dog currently. My dog died last year.” He broke his eyes from mine long enough to look back at Buster and give him a good hard rub behind the ears. “Good dog.” He was smiling , and his voice was genuine.
When Erik’s eyes met mine again, he looked even more excited than before. “Okay. We have got to get going.” He pointed at my seat belt. “can I help you put it on?” I Nodded. I was speechless at the moment.
When I had decided to come up here, I had not dared to wish that Erik would personally help me with my dog or take me to the hospital and stay with me. At this rate, he would ask me to spend the night with him and probably longer. I didn’t even know how to put it into perspective.
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