That was so fucking hot.
“Come for me, boy,” Jared told him.
North grunted and then came with another moan.
Darn it. Despite the pain in her side and the drugs she was on, she could feel herself growing wet.
“I think our girl liked that show,” Jared murmured.
“She loved it,” she said breathlessly.
“I bet she’s all wet,” Jared said as North righted his clothes.
Darn it. She’d prefer he stay naked. She pouted. “I am wet.”
“Someone needs to come. Poor baby girl. If she hadn’t run away from her men, we could have made her come. Over and over,” Jared told her before disappearing into the bathroom to clean up.
“But that’s not going to happen now,” North told her.
“That’s so mean,” she cried.
“We can’t risk you hurting yourself,” Jared added as he returned. “Plus, you’re being punished so you don’t get to come.”
That really sucked. But before she could argue, Jared turned to North. “Did you bring her some food? She needs to eat.”
“Oh, yeah. Some sandwiches and fruit salad.” North picked up a bag he’d dropped by the door.
They started setting up the food as though nothing had just happened. She gaped at them as they moved around the room. What the heck?
North had held a knife to Jared’s throat!
Jared made him come in a hospital room!
And now they’d gone all domestic. Acting like that hadn’t just happened.
Jared unlocked the door and stepped out to offer the guards some food while North laid out her food on a tray that he put over her lap.
“Oh, bless you,” she said as she spotted the iced coffee. But Jared walked over and grabbed it before she could.
“Hey!” she cried. “Give that back! I need that.”
“You only think you need it,” Jared countered. “What you really need is good food to help you feel better. So after you’ve eaten, you can have it.”
“I don’t want to eat. And why are you both acting like nothing just happened?”
“What do you mean?” North asked.
“You were . . . you were angry. I’ve never seen you like that. You pulled a knife on Jared!”
“Oh, good reminder.” North stood and looked under the bed, grabbing the knife and sliding it behind his back again.
“That’s not why I mentioned the knife . . . it was . . . that was . . .”
“Did I scare you?” North asked.
He was back to his usual robotic self. Except she didn’t think of him as an unfeeling robot anymore. He felt things, he just either didn’t want to or had pretended for so long that he didn’t even realize he felt them.
“No. I wasn’t scared.” Well, not for herself. Maybe a bit for Jared. “I was more worried about you. Are you all right, now?”
