Edie pulled herself slightly away from Stuart's embrace. "You're supposed to help me! You know we can't until I heal?"
Stuart took a deep breath and asked as the sexual frustration grated through his voice. "Let me help you put your blouse on."
After they were finished, they walked to the door and opened it. Cecil was lying on the floor, sound asleep. Edie widened her eyes in surprise. She kneeled down beside him and gently rubbed his cheek. "Cecil, wake up," she said softly.
Cecil jumped in front of Edie and looked at Stuart defiantly. "What did you do to Edie? My father said men should never beat women. You're a bad man," he said, not taking his eyes off him.
"I don't have a clue what you're talking about," Edie said, completely confused. "Stuart didn't beat me."
"Don't be afraid. I won't let him hurt you again." Cecil shouted with a touch of anger in his voice as he stood in front of Edie to protect her from Stuart.
"I'm telling you the truth. He didn't hurt me," Edie said.
