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He cursed, then moved toward me so quickly I started in surprise. I stumbled backward, only to have his hands close firmly on my waist, holding me in place. Turn To Me by Tiffany A. He crossed his arms over his chest, regarding me silently. He yelled in pain. Unable to get any leverage between us, his arm came down hard and he slammed a fist into my back.
I was forced to release him, the painful blow knocking the wind from my lungs and leaving me unprepared for his punch to my stomach. I doubled over, the pain excruciating. His hand closed around my neck and he pulled me upright before carelessly tossing me away. I hit the ground hard, my hands taking the brunt of it, but still smacked the side of my face on the ground.
My face ached and my thigh burned from where it had scraped the asphalt, and I struggled to breathe properly through the pain in my back and stomach. His shoe scraped behind me and I made myself turn over, not wanting to have my back to him.
I saw the kick coming too late to protect myself and I cried out when it connected. I curled into myself, trying to become as small a target as possible. He hauled back to kick me again.
A shape came hurtling out of the darkness, tackling the mugger to the ground. I watched them grapple.
The sound of grunts and flesh hitting bone filled the alley. I struggled to sit up, sucking in a breath at the aches and pains, and saw my rescuer had gotten the upper hand as he straddled the attacker. His fists continued to pummel the man, though I thought for sure he was unconscious by now, as still as he was.
I stumbled to my feet, tottering forward carefully on my ill-used heels. I moved as close as I dared. The man easily jerked his arm out of my grip, turning his head sharply to face me, and I froze in shock.
It was Blane. His face was a mask of rage as he took in my appearance and I took a shaky step back, afraid of what he might do. I watched as the anger drained away from his face. He sucked in a breath and I knew I must look awful, blood trailing in a thin stream down my arm from the shallow cut the knife had made.
Quickly removing his jacket, he placed it around my shoulders, pulling it tightly closed. Shock started to set in and I began to shake. Tears spilled over my eyes as I leaned into him and basked in the comfort he offered, deeply breathing in cologne mixed with the musky scent of his sweat.
In response, he pressed his lips lightly to my forehead.
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