He turned off the dryer. “It’s good enough. Let’s get you on the bed. I’ll take care of your foot there so you can rest.”
She was startled when he lifted her again and then set her on the mattress.
“I want you on your stomach so I can work on your foot.”
He rolled her over. She tucked her hands under her face, sighed, closed her eyes, and slept.
Throughout the night, she kept hearing things, but nothing got her attention enough to open her eyes.
When she woke up the next morning, she lay over Dominic’s chest under the covers. She tried to slip off.
“No, you’re okay where you are,” he said.
His gruff, early-morning voice sent a shiver up her spine. She glanced up to see his eyes closed and a shadow of a beard. His hair and eyelashes were black. If she remembered clearly, his eyes were dark brown. Even darker than her own.
He was the most masculine man she’d ever seen before, and she was draped over his hard, muscular chest.
“Let me go,” she said.
He growled and moved his legs a bit. “Not yet. I’mcomfortable.”
“Listen, Dominic. I don’t know you. I don’t feel right being this close to you in bed.”
“Too bad.”
Her mouth dropped open. “That’s it? That’s all you’re going to say?”
“Yup.”
She hit his shoulder. “Dominic.”
“Rebeka.”
“Dominic,” she hissed.
“Rebeka.”
Her mouth snapped shut. “Fine.”
He chuckled. “Just give me a few more minutes.”
Rebeka laid her head back down on his chest. She’d never admit this to him, but she really liked lying on top of him. She wondered if she’d ever be this close to him again or if she’d be taken from him. Her thoughts were still muddled, so she gave up trying to get her questions answered. There was time enough for them later.
Chapter Eleven
Dominic tightened his grip on her, stretched before he opened his eyes, and looked down at her. “Good morning.”
She peeked up at him. “Good morning.”
He rolled them until they faced each other on their sides, but he didn’t release her.
“Dominic, I have to go to the bathroom.”
He sighed and released her. “Go.”
She rolled from the bed and took a step. “Ouch.”
He looked at her. “Remember, you have some cuts on your feet. A few of them were deep, so I put butterfly bandages on them to stay off them as much as possible.