> Julia swallowed and nodded, not trusting herself at the moment to speak
> before finally able to make her feet move and making herself head toward
the
> kitchen. She had to get away from all of these eyes and damned if she
> didn't feel like she was about to bawl.
>
> She leaned hard against the wall as soon as she entered the kitchen and
> closed the door, fighting for control.
>
Derek was slightly preoccupied and didn't realize what he had seen in
Julia's eyes until he was stepping into the hot shower. He hesitated before
getting in, hoping she would bring the things upstairs.
He washed himself as quickly as possible and got out of the shower wrapping
his robe around himself. He felt a bit better though the scratches stung
like mad and he was glad he'd choosen to go ahead and wash them off. It had
been a very quick shower, though completely effective.
He entered his room and started to dress leaving the shirt off, so he could
clean up the wounds.
