“You’re supposed to be the one satisfying my whims, not the other way round. This wasn’t part of the deal,” Tobias said.
Skylar lowered her head in silence.
Truth be told, she thought she might be pushing her luck with him here.
“Let’s just forget it. It doesn’t matter who’s behind that keyboard, seeing how messed up everything already is.”
Unbeknownst to her, he had already sent the link to the IT department, as he could tell at a glance that the photograph was doctored. He was curious to know who could have done something so sinister and why.
After that, he pulled her into his arms and took in the lightness of her scent. “Try to stay out of trouble, yeah? An old man like myself can’t be running around cleaning up after you.”
The young woman looked at him. Her eyes widened at how his tone could have graduated from cold to warm, then affectionate.
She held her head close and nodded quietly.
Trouble always found its way to her, whether she wanted it or not.
When Tobias stepped out of the shower, Skylar was sprawled out on the bed. Her chest rose and fell subtly.
He leaned over and tucked the girl in, all the while marveling at how she could lull herself to sleep practically anywhere.
The wound on her arm still looked raw, and the iodine tincture had been placed at the side untouched.
Tobias dabbed the swab with the tincture and rubbed it over her arm with the lightest of touches.
His movement was slow and deliberate while he constantly monitored her expression.
As Skylar clambered groggily out of bed the next day, she noticed the yellowish stain upon her wound.
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