"Is it because I'm," she sadly looked at the bruises on her neck and how her shirt was torn. "Dirty?"
She took his silence as a yes. Dane continued to quietly undress her as he unhooked her black bra, the undergarment falling sideways onto the bed. He helped slip off her jeans and panties so that they lay strewn on the ground. Now, she was fully bare before him under the night stars to peer down at them.
Still, Prisana covered herself because his gaze made her shy. But, he didn't make a move on her. Instead, Dane picked her up bridal style into his arms yet again. He carried her to his large shower room.
A slight pang in her chest vibrated as it confirmed that Dane did see her as dirty just because she was touched by another man. After placing her on a small stool, he used the shower head to splash it right onto her face. Prisana nearly choked so she glared at him but his sad eyes melted her anger.
