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nonchalantly. I smiled warmly at him as I slid into the seat of my older model Honda Civic, the only object I kept in my divorce from Jared.
    “Thank you,” I said sweetly to him. His kindness today had gone a long way, even when I could have been completely mortified at my appearance and actions.
    “Go home and drink some green tea, it will help.” I nodded my head in agreement and placed my keys into the ignition.
    “Oh, and Ashley,” he said stopping me before I cranked the motor in the car, “if you want to talk about...you know...anything, I am here for you, love.” I once again nodded, not knowing what to say. I was so confused by Rownan’s demeanor. He seemed like such a sweet, caring guy. It was hard to believe that the same man was a master dominant at the club. He reached down and stroked the side of my cheek with the back of his knuckles and his brows furrowed together in concern.
    “Ashley, you are burning up. Your eyes are glassy. Love, I think you need to see a doctor,” he stated firmly. I mustered all of the strength I could to look up at him and tell him I was fine, but as I did, a wave of dizziness overcame me and I had to grip the steering wheel to keep from falling out of the car.
    “Whoa. That is it. I’m taking you to the clinic,” he said and I started to protest only to have him brushing me off as he bent down to lift me from the driver’s seat and carried me around to the other side of the car to plant me in the passenger seat. I didn’t have time to refuse as Rownan was already in the driver’s seat and starting the car. My body felt achy and heavy as I slumped further down into the seat, and soon my eyes were closing as sleep overtook me.
     

     
    My visit to the doctor resulted in me finding out that I had a severe sinus infection. The doctor sent me away with a prescription for an antibiotic and to get some rest. Rownan waited for me the entire time I was at the doctor and even drove me home in my car before hopping in a cab to take him back to the art studio where his car was. I spent the entire rest of the day in bed and most of the next. Wednesday had rolled around and I was feeling much better. I stripped off the sheets on my bed so that I could wash all of the sickness off of them and tried to tidy up around the apartment.
    Kelly and I were hardly home at the same time since I sent Dominic and Knox to jail and I wondered if it was deliberate. I missed her almost, if not more, than I missed Dominic. She was someone who had been through thick and thin with me ever since I moved to the greater Chicago area, and it felt like I was missing one of my limbs. I didn’t have any siblings, and with both of my parents having already passed, Kelly was the one person who I considered to be my family.
    I sat at the kitchen table nursing my coffee as I reminisced about all the great times that Kelly and I had together. My heart physically ached in my chest at the loss I felt of not being close to her these last few days. My sister in every way other than blood, she was my rock, my foundation that I depended on more than anything, especially after my divorce. Now, the one person I needed the most, was avoiding me at every chance. I had heard through the grapevine, as well as on the news, that Dominic and Knox were out on bond. To think that either one of them had to spend even one second in jail, broke my heart, but I had to do it to protect them. Asher’s blackmail made sure that I did as instructed. He used my love for Dominic, Kelly, and Knox as a way to get back at them. It was his own fault that he was kicked out of the club the night he tried to attack me, and now he was using the blackmail as revenge against Dominic and me.
    Taking another draw from my coffee, my mind wandered back to the last time that Dominic and I were together at his apartment. He had surprised me in the kitchen when I was making him breakfast before he had to catch his flight to New Orleans. I remembered how