says, “It’s the pain I remember. That’s
what gives me nightmares. That and the fact that she did
nothing to stop him.”
Oh no. This is unbearable. I tighten my grip around
him, my legs and arms holding him to me, and I try not to
let my despair choke me. How could anyone treat a child
like that? He raises his head and pins me with his intense
gray gaze.
“You’re not like her. Don’t ever think that. Please.”
I blink back at him. It’s very reassuring to hear. He
I blink back at him. It’s very reassuring to hear. He
puts his head on my chest again, and I think he’s finished,
but he surprises me by continuing.
“Sometimes in the dreams she’s just lying on the floor.
And I think she’s asleep. But she doesn’t move. She never
moves. And I’m hungry. Really hungry.”
Oh fuck.
“There’s a loud noise and he’s back, and he hits me so
hard, cursing the crack whore. His first reaction was
always to use his fists or his belt.”
“Is that why you don’t like to be touched?”
He closes his eyes and hugs me tighter. “That’s
complicated,” he murmurs. He nuzzles me between my
breasts, inhaling deeply, trying to distract me.
“Tell me,” I prompt.
He sighs. “She didn’t love me. I didn’t love me. The
only touch I knew was . . . harsh. It stemmed from there.
Flynn explains it better than I can.”
“Can I see Flynn?”
He raises his head to look at me. “Fifty Shades rubbing
off on you?”
“And then some. I like how it’s rubbing off at the
moment.” I wriggle provocatively underneath him and he
smiles.
“Yes, Miss Steele, I like that, too.” He leans up and
kisses me. He gazes at me for a moment.
“You are so precious to me, Ana. I was serious about
marrying you. We can get to know each other then. I can
look after you. You can look after me. We can ha一ve kids
if you want. I will lay my world at your feet, Anastasia. I
if you want. I will lay my world at your feet, Anastasia. I
want you, body and soul, forever. Please think about it.”
“I will think about it, Christian. I will,” I reassure him,
reeling once mor
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