Chapter 130

Like a lost little kitten, Willow cried into Jasper’s arms. Her tears soaked into his shirt, warm and wet, causing the fabric to adhere to his lean muscular chest, and searing his heart with the heat of her emotions. He hesitated just a moment longer, but then wrapped his arms securely around her, and let her cry. Time went by. Moments became minutes. Having cried for a good long while, Willow felt better now, and some of her strength had returned. Realizing that this might not be an appropriate situation to be in with her own boss, Willow pulled away and straightened up, blinking at him with red, raw eyes. “Sorry! I’ve dirtied your shirt! I’ll clean it for you!” Her voice was hoarse now, and also kind of choked. Hearing those words from her stung Jasper’s heart. With everything that she’d just gone through, she was still worried about his shirt? She deserved better than this. He untied the rope from her wrists. “What exactly happened, here?” Here he’d assumed that