Page 12 of Hannah's Dom

He turned it on and clicked on several channels. “There’s a movie on HBO I think you might like.”

“All right. I haven’t watched a movie in … I can’t remember.”

Jake sat back and watched Hannah as she became engrossed in the movie. She had such a dainty feminine profile, and he decided he could just stare at her all day. He noticed how she still clutched her backpack like someone would take it from her.

“Would you like me to put your bag in the bedroom?” he asked.

Her grip tightened on it before she relaxed. “I think that would be okay.”

He gently pulled it from her hands. “I’ll be right back.”

When he returned to the living room, she was watching the movie again.

“Are you hungry, Sweetheart?”

She shook her head. “No. I’m still kind of full from the soup.”

“All right. How about some popcorn, and we can share a cola?”

Her eyes brightened. “I’d like that.”

“Good. I’ll be right back.”

He walked into the room a few minutes later and saw how she had reclined with her feet on the sofa table in front of her and had put the blanket around her, hiding herself from him. He wasn’t going to push anything on her. A lot would change in her life, and he didn’t want to frighten her.

He set the bowl of popcorn on her lap and two small glasses on the table in front of them. “I didn’t put butter on it, but I did salt it.”

Hannah picked up a few kernels and ate them. She smiled. “This is really good.”

“So, you like popcorn?” Jake asked.

“I can’t remember eating it. I’m sure I have before, though.”

He relaxed back with his shoulder touching hers. He could feel her tense for a moment but then relax. They ate half of the bowl and drank the soda. Jake stood and grabbed the dishes. “I’ll be right back.”

“Okay.”

She was watching the news, and he could tell what she heard troubled her. For someone so sensitive, listening to how crazy the world was would upset her.

Jake turned off the TV. “How about bedtime?”

“Yes.”

He helped her stand and then grinned when she gasped and tried to grab for the blanket that fell to the floor.

“It’s fine. I can get it later. Let’s get your teeth brushed.”

He could tell she really wanted to pick it up but followed his directions like a good submissive.

He led her into the master bathroom. “I put out a new toothbrush and paste for you.”

“Oh, I have my own,” she said.

“I guessed that, but I’d like to be able to take care of your every need.”

“I don’t understand,” she said.

“I know. We have things to discuss, but I can tell you’re tired, so we’ll put it off until tomorrow.”

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