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fact that she was even awake gave me hope. I was sure the medicine hadn’t kicked in yet. Not for another half hour, at least. And that’d only be the Tylenol. “Yes. It has to be done. Truthfully, I’d really like to get you in the shower. Think about it, Kaitlyn. Hot water. You might like that. And I have clothes onboard you can wear. They’re clean. Never been worn before. What do you say?”
    Her mouth twisted as she lay there with her eyes closed. “I don’t think I can stand, let alone take a shower.” The last of her words trailed off.
    “You’ll let me help you.”
    A rueful smile came to her lips and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “Don’t worry about me looking at you. I’ve already seen you naked, or have you forgotten? You need to be clean. End of story.”
    “The story never ends.” She cracked open her eyes and the blue almost appeared violet. “The road just forks into a different plot.”
    Smart. I nodded at her assessment. “I can see that. Now roll back over so I don’t hurt you even more. We’re getting you to the shower.”
    “So sweet.” She brushed her fingertips over my forearm and I looked down at the contact. The reaction my body had was instant. Fuck, what was she doing? White teeth bit at her lip. “And very dangerous. I know what you hide, Blake Morgan. I see it in you.” The touch disappeared as her eyes closed and she appeared to go back to sleep. For the longest time, I couldn’t move. Only stare.
    Shit , this wasn’t good. I stood, walking out to check on Marie and Nadine. They were both curled on the couch, asleep. Streaks from where the tears dried on Marie’s face stood out against the layer of grime covering her skin. Did these men never allow the girls to bathe? It was sickening the condition they were kept in. Her hand twitched and gripped to the dark haired little girl tighter. Bad dream? I had no doubt. The nightmares would likely be there for a long while.
    My hand ran through my hair as I paced. A few more hours and we’d make it back to Texas. That was, if things went smoothly with getting out of Russian airspace. I’d paid a hell of a lot of money bribing my way through. I just prayed it paid off. If all went well, we’d be stopping in California to fuel up. If I was smart, I’d delay the flight long enough to get Kaitlyn checked into a hospital there and be on my merry motherfucking way. I just couldn’t. It wasn’t like she was going to die. I knew that now. But the need to make sure she was going to be okay in the long run had my decision becoming final before I could give it much thought. She’d go with me to Texas, long enough to get help. Once I heard from the doctor’s mouth that everything was going to be fine, then I’d fly us back to California. After she was all set up in her place, I’d break away… if I didn’t, she’d never escape. I knew what I was capable of. There was no way she deserved that after already being a slave.
    A good hour passed by while I burned a hole in the carpet thinking about Kaitlyn’s last words. She saw it in me. Saw what? My need to hurt her in the best fucking way imaginable? Perhaps not. It was probably the evil in me she sensed. No way could she have been picking up my twisted thoughts. Those were mine alone to harbor. And so deliciously twisted they were.
    I groaned, spinning around. The way I was acting was absolutely insane. Even though I knew I should stay away, I found myself walking back to the room. If I put off seeing her another second, I was going to lose it. As I entered the room , I froze at the empty bed. The door to the bathroom was opened and I hesitated before I came to the side of the entrance.
    “Kaitlyn, you okay in there?” Fuck, I wanted to look. The reasons were endless, but the main one made me a bastard.
    “Blake?”
    Her voice was weak. The weight of my body braced against the wall. I leaned my head back, closing my eyes. Say it again. Say my name. “Do you need me to