Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 188108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 941(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 188108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 941(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
Not him.
“Bunny, it’s just your period. It’s no big deal. I don’t care about a bit of blood on my cock.”
She shook her head, still looking dazed and in shock. “But I don’t get my period.”
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“I haven’t had it in . . . in at least a year.”
He reared back. “What the fuck? Why not?”
“Uh, I don’t know.”
“You don’t know? Bunny, that’s the sort of thing you’re meant to go to the doctor about.”
She wrapped her arms around herself. Shit. He wasn’t handling this as well as he should be.
“Come here, Bunny.”
“I should clean up and you . . . should I wash the blood off you? I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.”
He wrapped her up in his big arms. “What you do is simple. You let me take care of you.”
Picking her up, he carried her into the bathroom. “I’m guessing you don’t have any supplies?”
Tamsyn blinked at him.
“Don’t worry, I’ll sort it.” Grabbing a towel, he set it down on the counter, then placed her on it.
“I’m going to get blood on the towel!” she cried as she tried to get off.
He put his hand on her thigh. “Stay. Who cares about the towel? We’ll wash it or chuck it. No big deal.”
“Um. Right.”
He sent a text to Salem before turning on the shower. Picking her up, he set her in the shower and washed her thoroughly. Then he washed himself quickly. He noticed the door open, and Salem slipped in to place a basket on the counter. He also picked up the towel and snuck back out.
To his surprise, Tamsyn didn’t notice. She was usually observant, but she seemed to be in a dream.
Grasping hold of her chin, he tilted her head back and kissed her lightly.
“Everything is fine, Bunny. Your period is normal. It’s probably a good thing that it’s come.”
“It is?”
“Of course. Not having your period for a year isn’t healthy.” And he was worried about that.
After turning off the shower, he dried them both off then looked in the basket of stuff.
“Who put this here?” she asked.
“Salem brought it down, but Roman probably put it together. Let’s see, there are pads, tampons, a menstrual cup, and period underwear. There’s also a heat pad, chocolate, and some fluffy socks. Not sure why the socks are there.”
“To keep my feet warm,” she said quietly. “This is so thoughtful.” She sniffled. “Shoot. Why do I feel all weird?”
“Sometimes you can get emotional around your period. You don’t seem to know a lot of this stuff. What about when you used to have your period?”
“It was always unpredictable,” she said. “And pretty light. This doesn’t feel light. It feels heavy and sore and I’m bleeding again.”
“Shit. What would you like to use?”
“I don’t know!”
“What have you used before?” he asked.
“Pads. But I didn’t like them.”
“How about the knickers then?” He picked up a pair. They looked like they’d been washed. Hmm. Maybe it wasn’t just Roman who had put this together, perhaps Salem helped.
He cleaned her up a bit before putting the knickers on her. He didn’t bother to wrap a towel around him, instead he grabbed a dry one for her, wrapping it around her before picking her and the basket up.
“Come on, Bunny. Let’s get you to bed.”
The clothes they’d left in the gym were gone.
Salem strikes again. As he walked to the stairs, he saw the other man sitting halfway up.
“How is she?” Salem asked, standing.
“Tired and sore.” He handed over the basket. “Will you go plug in the heat pad? We’ll sleep with her in your room.”
Salem nodded.
To his surprise, Roman was at the top of the stairs, waiting.
“Darling girl, are you all right?”
She shifted her head to look at Roman. “Just embarrassed. You all know.”
Roman frowned. “Why wouldn’t we know? It’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”
“Really?” she whispered.
“Really. Can I get you anything else? I put some painkillers by the bed and a bottle of water.”
“No. I’m good. Thanks for the basket.”
“You’re welcome. Salem helped.” Roman retreated to his bedroom and Alexei carried her into the bedroom. He laid her on the bed and reluctantly stepped away as Salem placed the heat pad on her tummy.
“Uh, so, are you staying?” Salem asked as he ran his fingers through her hair.
“Of course I am. Why?”
“Just hoping that you plan to put something on. Because I really do not want that thing freeballing in my bed.”
Alexei stared down at his cock, then grinned. “You should be so lucky.”
Tamsyn let out a small giggle, which was music to his ears. He leaned down to kiss her forehead. “I’ll be back soon, Bunny.”
He quickly moved into his bedroom and drew some boxers on. Suddenly, he realized that from the moment Tamsyn found him in the gym, he’d been far less angry and upset.