He continued to clean me up, and then he allowed me to drink the rest of the whiskey out of my glass.
“I love whiskey, it's delicious.”
He laughed. “I noticed and I would have to agree.” I looked into his eyes and I couldn't help but start crying again. The mugger had terrified me. I had never experienced anything like that in my life. He was so rough that I wasn't sure if I was going to be raped or killed. I couldn't have been more grateful to see Jet show up and get a hold of the guy. Even if he did bring the blonde tramp with him.
“Thank you for being there. For catching the guy, for saving me.”
“God, Natalie, of course. I saw red as soon as I realized you had been hurt. Guys like that need to be wiped off the face of the planet. He'll think twice about hurting another girl. I broke a few of his ribs.”
“Did you?”
“Yeah, and he's lucky that's all I did to him.” He brushed the hair out of my eyes and touched my cheek softl
y.
“How about you go take a shower and freshen up? I’ll get you something to wear to bed. You should probably get some rest.”
“That sounds nice, thank you.”
I followed him to the bathroom. He showed me where the towels were, and turned on the shower for me.
“Adjust the temperature the way you like it. I’ll be right back.”
I went to the shower and felt the temperature. It was a little hot, so I turned the temperature down before I went into the closet and pulled out a towel. I put it close to the shower so it would be right there when I got out.
Jet came back into the bathroom and handed me some clothes. “Here's a pair of boxers and a T-shirt of mine. Hopefully they will do for the night.”
“They’re fine. Thanks.”
He left the bathroom, closing the door behind him. I undressed quickly and hopped into the shower. I just wanted to rinse off a bit, and get the feeling of the guy’s hands off of me. I hated feeling his touch on my body; it gave me the creeps. I just stood under the showerhead, allowing the water to cascade down my body. The heat felt wonderful against my skin, and I began to feel normal once again.
I turned the water off and pulled open the curtains. I stepped out of the shower and grabbed the towel. Water droplets disappeared as I dried off with the towel and then I looked at myself in his bathroom mirror. I surveyed the damage to my lip and willed myself not to cry again.
I looked around for a brush and only found a comb in a drawer, but it would do. I quickly brushed my hair and dried off the remaining droplets. I dressed in the clothes Jet had brought me, and hung up the towel on the shower rod. I left the bathroom and went to look for Jet. I found him on the couch drinking another glass of whiskey.
“Do you want to have another drink?”
I shook my head and then said, “No, I think I'm ready for bed, if you don't mind.”
“Of course not.”
“Should I sleep on the couch?”
“No, you can sleep with me.”
“What? No, I don't think so.”
“Don't be silly. I will keep my distance. I just don't want you out of my sight right now.”
I nodded. I watched as he downed his drink, and then I followed him down the hall and into his bedroom. He pulled back the covers of the bed and put a few pillows down the middle.
“See, there is something in between us. You don't have to worry about me putting the moves on you.”
I laughed for the first time that evening.
“Sorry I ruined your hookup.” It was the first time I brought up the blonde he was leaving the club with. He looked a little embarrassed at my mentioning it.
“Naw, you probably did me a favor. Besides, I would much rather you be here.”