I couldn’t keep my hand off her. I stroked her back her hair anything I could touch and let her sleep. I finally gave up on sleep heading to take a quick shower before she woke up. I heard her call to me My voice was rough “Hey, Sleepyhead”
She was beautiful, even her confusion was adorable. I went and got the salve.
“These are going to take some time to heal, Maisie. I have something that might help. "
She hid her face, and I wanted to rage, at the bruises, the pain she was in, the loss. Her hands were swollen, her wrists were bruised. I scooped some out and put it on her hands.
“Ya lyublyu tebya,”I murmured, kissing her forehead.
She whispered, “I was so upset, I hit you.”
“You did,” I said, amused.
“Really hard,” Looking down at her swollen hands
I couldn’t help it, my shoulders
