CHAPTER NINETEEN
Blaser looked so innocent crouching before her. He was anything but. Her fear for his safety was real. Bone deep. The pacing, the jumping at every sound, the ache to know he was safe, it was all familiar. Just like the old days.
Living through it again may be impossible. Whatever was next for them, if anything, Blaser was the only man she could imagine getting physical with. Trusting him in bed was natural. Her love for him raged with unparalleled intensity. No other man would match or surpass that strength of feeling. If she couldn’t be intimate with him, she couldn’t be intimate with anyone.
Reaching for his nightstand, the first thing he did was open the drawer to fish out a c****m. He tossed it on top before closing the drawer. An interesting start. She’d always bee
