~ JESSE ~
I was too tired to do more than lift my hands to his neck, so I just curled my face into his chest and let him settle us into the chair, cradled in his arms with my ass in his lap.
When he'd sat, I had my head resting on his shoulder and my body curled in his arms.
"Do you hurt?" he asked quickly.
"No, just tired, like I said."
I felt him relax a little then and another chill started in my blood.
"Cazz… what's happened?" I asked quietly.
He turned his head to meet my eyes and lifted his hand to comb hair back from my face. His throat bobbed, but his touch was gentle.
"I had to heal you, Jesse. It was the only way. Maya… she'd hurt you. You were bleeding out. I had to compel you to heal you. I'm sorry."
I blinked, then frowned. "Cazz… did you think I'd be mad that you saved my life?"
