Chapter 93. Fuck Me Roughly

Lynn’s POV

Drake was being a champ as I ran his battered hand beneath the sink water to wash away his bloodied knuckles. He didn’t wince one time and my heart pounded for him. Not only was he letting me baby him right now, but he punched Jason and made that bastard bleed.

“Even though I love what you did back there, I don’t want you getting in trouble because of him,” I said.

He chuckled. “Babe, I would punch the entire royal family and the president in their faces if they said a single bad thing about you.”

I blushed and held back a giggle. He really knew how to say all the right things, didn’t he?

“Well, let’s try to keep you out of jail, shall we?!”

I dried off his hand and went to stand up but Drake grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap until I straddled on him. He stared into my eyes for a long moment before he said. “I’m sorry, we ran into that asshole. I could see how much it affected you.”

I swallowed down the knot in my throa