Chapter Six
~Hope~
Kirsten’s a little startled to see me as I peer into the bedroom of the suite she shares with Billy. From where she lies on the bed, I can tell she’s been crying. She rises slightly, trying to collect herself.
“Don’t get up,” I tell her, approaching her tentatively. “Just lie back, I have something for you.” She gazes up at me wonderingly, two molten eyes almost assault me with the animal fire I see within them. I know where she is now. I remember the feeling well … all the wild ponies in her stable of emotions are pawing and snorting, longing to get free. “On your tummy,” I give her just a gentle order—she’s had such terribly hard ones to follow so far this night. Now’s the time for tenderness—and I can think of nothing I’d rather do than soothe the broken skin and t
