“What?” Hayden all but screeched.
“Hayden, it looks like you were…assaulted. I think the kit’s a good idea.” He hated the way her eyes widened and brimmed with shimmering tears as she touched her unbuttoned jeans and her torn shirt. He didn’t want to see that look ever again. The fear of the unknown in her gaze churned his gut. She froze for a second, but then slowly raised her face, a true glint of clarity shining in the depths of her eyes.
“He didn’t do anything. We were fighting and he was tearing at my clothes and smearing the blood, but he didn’t actually hurt me.”
actually“But he could have after he knocked you out,” Fenn argued.
“No. I’m sure he didn’t. He kept saying it was all a message for you. To make you mad enough to act. He’s a professional, right? Raping me wouldn’t have
