My Dirty Sinner

Chapter 17: Triggers

☆Kyara☆

I close the door and rummage around in my bag and grab some socks out. I then grab the hair dye off the side. I put it in my hair, and while I'm waiting, I get my black PJ set and my multi-colored flannel shirt out.

Gus said to dress comfortably and as it will be late I can get straight into bed after. I then look around and wonder if Gus will mind me decorating. Nothing too extravagant as I don't know how long I'll be here, and it's theirs, not mine. Not really. But I can ask him. This wallpaper definitely could do with replacing.

Once I have everything ready, along with all my new toiletries, I head into the bathroom. I strip out of my clothes and first wash the shit out of my hair, and once that's done, I have a wash and shave being very mindful of my stitches, making sure I keep them clean and don't get dye or bubbles mixed in it. That would sting like a mother fucker.

I then climb out, wrap a towel around myself, and brush my teeth. When I'm coming out of the bathroom, there's a knock at the door.

"It's just me, Sugar." Holding the towel tight, I open the door enough to poke my head around the side.

"I'm so sorry, I'm just getting dressed now, I'll be ready in two seconds." Shit! I hope he's not mad that I'm running late.

"I like ya hair, 'n' that's ah'ite, Babygirl. You take ya time 'n' come down when you're ready, just come through the counter 'n' the door, it leads straight inta the dinin' area. I got ya pain meds 'ere, take one now 'n' then every four ta five hours when needed. Then after dinner, I'll get Celine ta check ya stitches if that's OK wi' ya?'' Phew! He's not mad. And I touch my hair at the comment. It's definitely more me. I then take the box from him, gratefully.

"That's fine with me. Like I said, I'm just getting dressed, so I'll be down in a couple of minutes. Thank you." I smile.

"Take ya time. Oh, 'n' Doc wants ta see ya tomorra 'n' take a few x-rays. 'E noticed some problems wi' ya bones 'n' 'e's gonna see if they need correctin', ah'ite?" He says, not giving me a chance to refuse and makes his way back down the stairs.

I quickly rush over to the bed and throw my clothes on, quickly brush through my damp hair, and then take one of the pills. I hope they kick in soon, I'm really starting to feel the pain.

I go down, and just as I walk through the door, I spot Soul at the table, about to stand up. Or sit down? I'm not really sure as he freezes.

I feel a little awkward and wonder if Gus said to come down now. Maybe I misheard, but as Soul takes me in from my feet and works his way up my body, I bite my lip and look anywhere but at him as shivers rack my body. Why am I having such a strong reaction to him?

I ask Gus if I've interrupted, but Celine assures me I didn't and to have a seat while she goes to get me my dinner. She's also about to tell me that Soul was just about to... Well, he cuts her off saying have some cake, but he said it so fast and abruptly that I get the feeling that's not what she was going to say at all.

I try not to look at him, my heart already trying to burst out of my chest at his close proximity, but I can see him out of the corner of my eye just staring at me, so I tell him it's rude to stare.

It's not that he's making me uncomfortable... Okay, so maybe he is a little, but in a good way. Seriously, if he keeps looking at me with that sexy, penetrative gaze for much longer, I just might combust on the spot.

Then he opens his mouth, and that sexy deep timber has my body reacting even more, especially when he calls me love, and tells me he likes my hair color better now than when it was blonde. Fuck, I hope he can't see my face heating up. I cover my chest with my hands, knowing when I blush, I really blush, and it spreads everywhere a blush possibly could, making me even more embarrassed.