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fuck is found.
With her head on Damon s shoulder Rachel shook her head.  I ll need to get more
clothes. I only have a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt at your house.
Shane shook his head right back at her.  I ll buy you more damn clothes before I let you
go back there.
The look on Rachel s face told him she wasn t happy about that.  What if I send some of
the buildings security people over to get your clothes?
 Then everyone will know I m staying with you. Are you sure that s a good idea?
You re the owner and president of a corporation, Shane. You need to think about it.
Shane attempted to pull her out of Damon s arms and into his own, but Damon wasn t
giving an inch. Exasperated, Shane wrapped his arms tighter around the two of them.  What
good is owning the company if you have to be afraid of repercussions at work? I m the boss,
remember? If they don t approve of my lifestyle, they can find another job. You and Damon
come first on my list of priorities.
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Damon carried Rachel into the building amongst stares from various employees,
milling around in the lobby. God, she hated feeling on display at a time like this. They went
straight to the executive elevator and up to the penthouse. When Damon started to set her
down on the bed, she shook her head.
Rachel started pushing out of Damon s arms.  I need a shower. Th& That man had his
hands on my bare skin. I feel dirty.
Holding onto her, Damon carried Rachel into the bathroom. He didn t say anything but
Rachel could tell how tense her big man was. Shane went to the shower stall.  Would you
prefer a bath or a shower?
Finally on her feet again, Rachel looked at Shane. Biting her lip she looked towards the
floor, shame filling her.  I d like a shower, but I d also like to be alone for it. I want to get
clean before either of you touch or see me.
Shane kissed the top of her head.  We ll go fix some lunch while you shower. Call if
you need us.
Rachel was grateful the men didn t put up a fuss about her request. She nodded but
didn t look at either of them as Shane pulled Damon from the room. She couldn t help
worrying that Damon was disappointed in her. He d told her not to go, and she had anyway.
Once the men were gone, Rachel undressed and turned on the shower. She glanced in
the mirror and saw a stranger. Before help had arrived, her attacker managed to bruise her
body in several places. One of the worst to Rachel was the bruises he left on her breasts. One
bruise was obviously a bite mark, but there were also fingertip bruises dotting her creamy
flesh.
Leaning closer to the mirror, Rachel eyed her cheek.  Boy, that s gonna be pretty come
Monday morning. When she started to lean back, she caught her own eyes in the mirror.
She still looked dazed. It was obvious she d been crying, but it was more than that. Rachel
realised she looked almost& empty.  Who are you? she asked her reflection.
Turning away from the mirror, Rachel stepped inside the dual-head shower. She picked
up the scrub brush and soap and went to work. She washed her hair but had to be careful of
the stitches at her hairline. The doctor told her not to get them wet today, but she had to get
clean, so she tried her best to wash around that particular spot.
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Scrubbing her body once again, Rachel realised she might never feel clean again. Why
did I have to defy Shane and go out alone? Maybe my clothes were too tight today. Maybe that s what
attracted the rapist to me. The questions filled Rachel s mind until she thought she d go crazy.
Throwing the brush against the shower wall, she slid down to the floor and started to cry.
She wrapped herself in her own arms and rocked back and forth.
Rachel didn t know how long she d been in there, but she vaguely heard the shower
door open and Shane turn off the now cold water. Damon wrapped her in a towel and lifted
her off the floor. Rachel couldn t talk. She curled into a ball in the centre of the bed as soon as
Damon set her down.
A minute later, two warm bodies surrounded her. Rachel couldn t even look at them.
 I m so sorry, she managed to get out between her tears.
 Shh. There s nothing for you to feel sorry about. Shane swept the wet hair from her
face and tilted her chin up to meet his eyes.  Rachel, you didn t do anything wrong. You re
not responsible for the actions of that bastard. He leaned in and chastely kissed her lips.
Damon kissed the top of her head.  I m going to your apartment to get your things. Tell
me what you need.
 Some of my clothes and the chest at the end of my bed. It was my mom s. It s all I have
left of her, and I can t take the chance someone will do something to it. That and my clothes
are the only things in the apartment I care about.
Suddenly remembering their discussion earlier, Rachel looked over her shoulder at
Damon.  I thought you were going to have security get my things?
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