Shit. I hadn’t wanted him to find out about the nerve damage in my leg, especially not like this. Katya had mercifully agreed to not let the cat out of the bag, so to speak, so long as I told Silas in my own time. Well, I guess now was that time, unfortunately. His reaction was what I expected it to be, and he immediately tried to put a stop to what we were only just starting, as a result. From previous conversations about the tremors of pain I continued to feel, I knew he was feeling responsible for not getting to me before Vance had had the chance to harm me, but that definitely wasn’t his fault. I hated the idea of an old injury getting in the way of us coming closer together now that my mind was certain, and I resisted his attempts to put distance between us. Unable to let the moment go, I moved to straddle his waist, but he gently urged me back, saying, “I don’t want to rush anything with you, baby. I can wait until you’re ready.” The frustration was building to near unbearab
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