Page 14 of Blood (A Killer’s Love #4)

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Samantha

My stomach roils, and it’s not because of the blood seeping into the gauze held to Kaleb’s foot.

“I think I’m going to vomit,” Shelby grimaces, turning away from where Kaleb sits on the closed toilet.

“You good?” he asks her.

Shelby shakes her head. Her face paling.

“Woman, I’m good with killing to protect you, but if you vomit on me, there will be a third murder tonight.”

“Why do you have so much blood? It just keeps coming.”

Kaleb laughs, turning to me. “Baby, pass me some more gauze, please.”

I blink at him.

“Sam,” he urges, nodding at the first-aid kit.

I walk over on numb legs.

“Thank you.” He smiles, his fingers brushing mine as I pass the gauze. “I’m nearly done. Shelb got all the glass out. I’m just going to clean the cuts and bandage my feet.”

“I’m going to lie down,” Shelby says, staggering to her feet.

Catching her elbow, I walk her to the door.

“Hey, sis,” Kaleb calls.

I freeze at his words, my world crumbling. Eyes filled with tears, I turn, but it’s not me Kaleb looks at. Instead, he smiles softly at Shelby.

“Thanks for helping me out.”

Shelby gives a small thumbs-up and continues into the hall.

Standing in the doorway, I look back at Kaleb.

“Go, make sure she’s okay.”

I nod, not needing to be told twice.

“Samantha,” he calls just before I round the corner, “this isn’t going away.”

My chin wobbles. Swallowing hard, I straighten my back.

He’s wrong. It is going away. As of right now, nothing happened in that bedroom. Nothing.