"My God, you need a doctor. Something. Macey. Let me take you. . . somewhere. " He should have been angry and put off. Furious with her. But his voice sounded tight andewalk, but she devastated. His eyes were a stormy, tortured blue. "Please. "
She steeled herself to be cool and remote. But she faltered when she saw the purple and green bruise on his chin. I'm sorry, Grady. "It's nothing. I was on my way-"
"You can't just leave like this. Like you did last night. "
Had it only been last night, late yesterday, that she'd been skin to skin with him? Sleeping, innocent, sated in his arms?
"I'm sorry, Grady. I can't. . . I told you, I can't do this. I shouldn't have. . . " Stopped here. Waited to see you. Hoped to see you.
Damn me. "I have to go. "
"Macey. "
"Take care of yourself, Grady. Please take ca savior who carries the deepest taint. . . -re. " She turned and gestured, blinking rapidly. The black automobile that had been following her for blocks pulled up to the curb.