Six Sentence Sunday #7

As those who have been following my blog know, I've recently being posting Six Sentences from my latest WIP, an erotic romance. I've decided to post all erotic content on a different blog, The Naughty Pages of The Phoenix, so if you want to read more about Krissy and her handsome stranger, then by all means, follow the above link. On this blog, I shall return to Nala and Jason. Read on...

“Well, Nala Garcia,” Jason softly spoke as he gently pulled her closer to him and wrapped a warm blanket around her shoulders, “let’s go make sure you are ok.” He gently led her to the ambulance that had already arrived, as his deputy hauled her attacker to his feet and moved him out of Nala’s line of sight.

Jason sat Nala down on the step of the ambulance, and started to back away to give the paramedics room, when she whimpered, and reached out for him. Now that she accepted his comfort, she didn’t want him too far; he was her anchor. Without him, she was afraid this would all be revealed as a dream, and she’d return to being pressed against the wall, fearing for her safety. Jason swiftly returned to her side, grasping her small, trembling hands in his large, warm ones, surprising her by how soft they were.