Her eyebrows furrowed at the other’s words, somewhat hurt from them. “You might’ve hurt me, but I would never want to hurt you because of that. I never want to hurt you, Reagan.” She said, “I can’t believe that you think that I would want to.” She murmured, turning away as the other began to change.
Reagan finished changing and sighed as she turned to face Blake again, running her fingers through her hair. “I didn’t say I thought you wanted to hurt me, Blake, although it might have crossed my mind once or twice when I was upset and not thinking straight. I was just asking.”















