Run

Chapter 14

Leo reassured her that she had nothing to worry about, that he did not judge her for what happened in her past and that night she got revenge for what she went through. He then promised not to speak a word to Eva and Cali about what they had spoken about, moving away from Rowan he continued to sort through the various weapons in his duffel bag. Rowan took a glass of wine that had been abandoned on the table, then in one large gulp empties the glass down her throat.

'We are anti-Purge in this household'

Rowan turns her attentions back to Tanya and her father, Tanya stood by her father as he sat in an armchair.

'Speak for yourself, Daddy'

'What does that mean?' Tanya's mother asks as she looks at her daughter.

'I could think of a couple situations where Purging could be the answer'

'Like when?'

'I'm not telling, I'm just saying, don't piss me off, bitch' Rowan rolls her eyes as Tanya bickers with her sister, sometimes Rowan was grateful she was an only child.

Her mother clearly embarrassed apologises for her behaviour 'Uh, please excuse my daughter'

'No, it's fine'

'And, please, if there's anything else you need, just ask'

'I could use a clean shirt' Leo interrupts, Rowan looks down at her own shirt and realises its covered in her blood. She pulls it away from her skin and grimaces, she needed to get the clothing off of her body.

'Down the hall, second door on the left. Top drawer of the bureau, what's mine is yours'

'I'll come with you' Rowan spoke up as she stood up from the chair 'I need to get out of this'

Rowan slowly followed Leo out of the living room and down the hallway, Leo enters the bedroom before her as he places his handgun on top of the dresser. Without hesitating Leo begins to remove his shirt, Rowan stops in her tracks as she admires his form. Even though his back is to her she can tell that he is toned and has some muscle. Rowan blushes for a moment as hundreds thoughts run through her mind, wondering what he looks like with all of his clothes off but it wasn't the right time. It takes a short time for Rowan to shake the thoughts from her mind, she finally finds herself able to move towards him. Leo pulls open the top draw and pulls out a white shirt for himself and another for Rowan.

'Here' he tells her as he places the shirt in her hand.

'Thanks'

Rowan turns her back to him and walks over to the bed, placing the clean shirt upon it she attempts to remove her bloodied shirt; however, her arm was preventing her from doing so. As she bent her arm a shooting pain caused her to cry.

'Holy fuck' she called out through gritted teeth.

'Need help?'

Rowan turns to face him as has her shirt half up her torso revealing her stomach and no doubt her bra. Leo chuckles as he finds it hard to keep a straight face, he shakes his head as he walks towards her.

'Hey this is not funny'

'I think it is, let me help'

'Fine'

Leo slowly pulls up the hem of her shirt and pulls it up over her head, then finally down her arms without a struggle. He made it look too easy, he drops the shirt down on the floor by her feet and stands a little closer to her body. Rowan could feel her heart beat faster as he moved closer towards her, his hand moves against her warm skin along her stomach as his calloused hands tickle her. Goosebumps erupt over her body when Leo's hand continues to move until it rests against her hip, Rowan feels nervous as she has never felt so exposed in a long time. Feeling insecure of her body she wishes she could cover up, she had never been thin but always curvaceous. Those thoughts soon disappeared when Leo's lips were pressed against hers, she was frozen to the spot unsure what her next move should be. Her instincts soon kick in as her lips move against his, holds tightly against his shirt forcing his body to press against hers. Their lips move in perfect rhythm, normally Rowan would never kiss a man so quick but under the circumstances she did not care.