He leaned closer, inhaling the faint scent of her flesh beneath the lavender scent. “Do you want to put ice on your face?” he asked. She instantly froze at the sound of his voice; gently and slowly. For a second, it all turned funny. She shifted around, shifting from one foot to the other, scared, unable to see and unable to choose the direction she wanted to go. Her hand went to her face and he knew how much she longed to take the blindfold off. He made an audible signal, disapproving, and immediately her curious fingers returned to grip the bathrobe. Caleb, feeling something that was almost pity, once again tried to direct the girl toward the bed. She gasped as soon as his fingers grasped the hem of her robe, accidentally grazing her hand as he did so. “Calm down, pet, there’s something behind you and I hate to see you hurt again.”
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