Falling For His Therapist

ching his keys out of his hand

During the drive, Declan's giving me directions but m

ant Declan to know. Because right now, my focus is on getting him home. He

enough around each other to where he feels he can trust me with any and everythi

e garage with the rest of the cars and

door to his luxury condo. I could fit my

nside and closes the door. "

e a seat on the couch and wait for De

d white box down on the little glass coffee

dabbing at the wound on his lip. Grabbing his face, I look into his eyes and shake

it is

e kitchen to grab an ice pack. When I don't fi

ce it on his bruised eye. Taking his injured hand in mine, I reach in

pour some onto the cotton ball and set the bot

ight. I'm a

kles, he winces in pain and curses. "What the hell, Aya

aughter and upsetting him even more. "I did warn you. I said, 'this mig

on ball and begin to gently clean the blood on his hand. Once I'm do

w. "Are you trying to seduce me, Aya Claire?" He as

to seduce you, I guarantee you would know it. Now can you p

st rising and falling as I reach out to lightly graze my fingertips over the ink.

he shifts in his seat. I quickly pulled my hand back, seemin

It was the exact

lt of my touching him. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Do you need to go..

it later,"

was just so entranced by all the tattoos on his body that I just coul

r any bruises. When I didn't find any, which was surprising because th

put everything back in the first aid kit and closed the

he replied, leanin

morrow during our session then." St

ere are y

d tonight. But since you don't want to talk, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then." I p

go. Ple

ey told me that both Declan and his father suffer from separ

p him without gr

worked so hard to build with him by simply walking out. But I also don't want to compr

'll lose my job if

" he say

k at him as I turn the door knob. I don't want to leave him

I don't want

around. I almost gave in. Almost. "Have a go