you’re beautiful,” he said it strong and confidently, but it still made Sasha even more confused. He was such a bold, mean looking man, it didn’t seem possible that there could be any tenderness inside of him. But she also had the distinct feeling she was about to be proved wrong.
“Look,” he said as he took a step forward and took hold of her hands, “I can help you, if you need me to, just tell me what’s wrong.”
Sasha looked up into his big, honest eyes and even though she found it difficult to imagine letting her guard down with him, she knew that she had to take the chance.
She moved to a seat at the side of the desk and sat down. Bull followed her and went around the back of the desk to the leather chair and sat on it as if they were in some kind of interview situation. She looked up and felt her heart race again.
“I feel silly even talking about this when you’ve got so much happening…” she began.
“That doesn’t matter,” Bull said genuinely, “I’ve asked you in here and now I want you to tell me what the matter is.”
“But, Reid…” she said. “It’ll just seem trivial compared to that…” she felt the tears brim up again and she instinctively covered her eyes with her hands.
“Come on…” he urged as he leaned forward and his arm muscles flexed as he leant on his elbows.
Sasha looked up at him and felt a lone tear roll down her cheek.
“It’s my grandmother,” she said. “She has dementia… She’s really sick, and getting worse… I know I need to send her to live in a care home but its killing me… All of it is killing me… I feel so guilty and so trapped, but I know that it’s the best for both of us.”
As she said the words her shoulders started to shake and she couldn’t hold in the emotion any longer. She burst out crying and covered her face with her hands.
“It’s alright,” Bull soothed.
He got to his feet and moved around to the front of the desk so that he was only inches away from her. He pulled her into an embrace and cradled her in his arms. It had been a long time since she had felt safe in the arms of a man, and no one she had ever been with before had ever had quite this effect on her. She could smell the strong, familiar scent of real man that clung to him and when she looked up and stared deep into his eyes again, she knew that there would be no way that she could resist him.
He was everything.
Standing there in the half light in front of her, a big brute of a man, with a soft side that genuinely seemed to care for her. It was almost too much for her to take.
“I…” she began, “I…”
Bull pulled her closer to him again. The air between them was electric and Sasha’s heart was racing so fast she felt as if it was going to burst free from her chest.
“Don’t say anything,” he whispered as he held her there and wet his bottom lip with his tongue. He was staring into her eyes, and she knew that he was going to kiss her, but for some reason he was holding back. Sasha had just unraveled and been vulnerable in front of him, and although he seemed to like it, it was as if he was trying to rein in the beast inside of him.
“I want to help you,” he said suddenly, breaking the moment. “I don’t want to see you upset like this.”
Sasha looked down to the floor and instantly felt her cheeks flush a deep red. Had she imagined it all? Was it her that was being the flirt? Or was it all him? Now she was genuinely confused…
“Sasha,” he whispered as he pulled her closer to him again. They were only centimeters apart and he reached down so that his index finger stroked under her chin as he tilted her head up to meet his. She was at his mercy, she couldn’t and wouldn’t resist him. She had lusted after him for so long and now they were there, hidden in the back office of The Bleeding Bullet and almost wrapped up in one and other. It was everything she had ever dreamed of and also everything she was afraid
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