Chapter33: 33

He walks out onto the back deck with Sadie close at his heels. I watch him as I chop carrots. There’s something so damn calming about him. His movements are unhurried but confident, and if he wasn’t so intimidatingly good looking, I’d feel perfectly at peace around him, like I was completely protected and nothing ever needed to be worried about. “Fuck!” I shout when I’m too busy staring at his ass to notice I’m slicing into my finger instead of the carrot. Hank’s head jerks up, and he’s by my side in seconds, lifting up my finger so he can look at the damage. I see blood and quickly close my eyes. “Just relax,” he says in that calming voice that I can easily imagine him using on his horses. He gently examines my finger, the feel of his touch sending a shiver of excitement down my spine to settle right around my clit, causing it to swell and throb even more. God, I should’ve taken the time to rub one out while I was in the bathroom. “It’s just a nick. Stay here, I’ll get the first-aid k