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It’s the least I can do after making you wander out in the woods twice in one day.”  I slowly walked over to Daemon while maintaining constant eye contact.  His eyes sparkled with mischief and I smiled shyly in response.  When I reached him, my hands moved to the bottom hem of his shirt.  I began to tug the shirt up as Daemon leaned down to help pull the shirt up over his head.  He straightened up and my eyes took in the definition of his chest and stomach.  I sucked my bottom lip between my teeth as I ran my nails slowly down the ridges of his abdomen.  His body slightly shuddered from my touch.
    I reached down to undo the button on his pants.  After pulling the zipper down, my hands went to his hips to remove the clothing from his body.  As I brought the jeans down his legs, I noticed a huge gash above his left knee.  “Holy crap, Daemon.  You need to get this treated.  How did your leg get cut?”
    Daemon’s gaze traveled down to the wound on his leg and a long sigh escaped him.  “There was something jagged in the club as we were looking for people.  The smoke was pretty thick and we were practically walking around blind.  By the time the fire department arrived, we were already evacuating from inside.”
    I pulled the jeans off of Daemon’s leg and led him over to the sink.  Reaching down, I opened the cabinet door to remove the first aid kit.  Daemon’s eyebrow arched and it appeared that he was stifling a grin.
    “Paige, I’m about to get in the tub.  You don’t need to do that.”
    “I don’t think so, Daemon.  You are not getting in the water with me without first cleaning up this wound.  That’s gross.”  My face scrunched up in disgust and Daemon laughed.
    He jumped up on the counter and indicated to his leg.  “Be my guest, Nurse Paige.”
    My eyes rolled at his statement as I opened up an antiseptic patch.  Peeking up through my lashes, I warned, “This might sting.”  When I brought the cold cloth down to Daemon’s leg, his body jumped slightly.  I chuckled in response.  “What’s wrong, tough guy?  Can’t take a little antiseptic on your scratch? Just remember, the tears have to stop when the bandage is put on.”
    I looked up to see Daemon’s reaction to my jab and I was met with his intense stare.  I froze in place and wondered if my jab had actually upset him. 
    His voice was whisper soft as he asked, “Why did you say that, Paige?” 
    My shoulders shrugged and I’m sure the confusion was evident on my face.  “Because you always used to say it to me when you took care of my injuries.  I was just trying to be cute.” 
    A pained expression threatened Daemon’s features.  He was instantly somewhere else, and the memory was chipping at his normally controlled demeanor.  Our eyes locked.  We remained there, silently staring; each one willing the other to comment further.  Daemon took a deep breath and forcefully breathed it out.  His nostrils momentarily flared, but then his expression changed to one of apathy and boredom.  He broke eye contact with me and indicated down to the wound on his leg.
    “Well, continue.  The bath water is about to spill over the rim so we need to hurry this up.
    My heart dropped at the distance he had just forced between us. “I don’t think so, Daemon.”
    His wide eyes shot to mine.  “You don’t think so, what….exactly?”
    I broke eye contact with him to feign indifference, but looked up again when I said, “Throwing up a wall when you remember something or I ask about your past.  You obviously know most of the details of mine, yet I still have holes in my memory that need to be filled.  Both you and my parents commented tonight that ‘I don’t remember things’.  It’s about time you start fessing up to some of those things because I deserve to know what triggered the fucking conspiracy against me.”
    Daemon flinched when my tone became suddenly angry; but I couldn’t help it.  I’d had no