Out of Control
“Did I do something wrong? Then he put himself on autopilot long enough to scoop up the unconscious Jen and carry her into her turret. The room was dark, the overhead lighting on an old-fashioned pull cord rather than a dimmer he could elbow. Thankfully, the bed took up most of the room. It was easy to lay his precious burden down on the rumpled bedding.
He pulled on the overhead light, then snapped on a lamp for good measure. Jen was breathing steadily, and she didn’t feel feverish, but she was... sickly pale except for red patches on her cheeks. Why hadn’t he noticed how pale she was before? Was he that much of an asshole, so intent on the game that he didn’t pay attention to her at all?
No, he’d been paying attention. He’d watched her body language, her breath, her reactions, her wetness, but with their positioning and the dim atmospheric lighting, he wouldn’t have necessarily seen her pallor. And she hadn’t said anything about feeling sick or dizzy.
He’d beat her for that omission—mostly in a fun way, but not entirely—when she was feeling better.MoreLess
He pulled on the overhead light, then snapped on a lamp for good measure. Jen was breathing steadily, and she didn’t feel feverish, but she was... sickly pale except for red patches on her cheeks. Why hadn’t he noticed how pale she was before? Was he that much of an asshole, so intent on the game that he didn’t pay attention to her at all?
No, he’d been paying attention. He’d watched her body language, her breath, her reactions, her wetness, but with their positioning and the dim atmospheric lighting, he wouldn’t have necessarily seen her pallor. And she hadn’t said anything about feeling sick or dizzy.
He’d beat her for that omission—mostly in a fun way, but not entirely—when she was feeling better.MoreLess
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