Wanton

“It?” He couldn’t get his jaw to work, so the one-word question was whispered through clenched teeth.

She nodded. “I’ll…I’ll go back. But only if you help me to help Hannah first.”

The tension eased out of him by slow degrees. She wasn’t bartering her body as he’d first assumed. She’d agree to quit, to return to her old job where she’d be safe. It was what he’d wanted, what he knew would be best for her. Angel’s words echoed in his mind, making his muscles tense with guilt. She’ll need someone who understands and supports her. Very slowly, he released her foot and put both hands on her knees. Still holding her gaze, he gently urged her legs apart. Whatever Celia needed, he wanted to give it to her.

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