#Read An #Excerpt From Saving Rain By Karen-Anne Stewart
Kas’ heart pounds through his chest when Raina’s cry tears him out of his troubled slumber, and he hears something shatter. Not taking the time to put on his shirt, he runs into the kitchen and sees Raina kneeling on the floor, cleaning up broken glass with her bare hands. He is about to tell her to stop when bright red liquid oozes from her finger as one of the jagged shards slices her, causing blood to drip onto the floor. Raina looks up just in time to see Kas quickly coming towards her, and her stomach ties into a million tight knots.
Kneeling down beside Raina, Kas reaches to grab the towel from the counter above her. He stops short when she throws her hand up, turning her head away and squeezing her eyes shut, instinctively protecting herself from a blow that he would never have administered. Rage runs rampant inside of him. He wishes he could maim the men responsible for causing her to have such an ingrained defensive reaction.
Kas focuses on reining in his rage, not wanting to scare Raina anymore than she already is. Sitting back on his heels, he gives her some space before he tells her in as much of a calming tone as he can manage at the moment, “You will find out that I’m not like them. I won’t punish you for having an accident, and I won’t punish you when you do something wrong or something I don’t like.” He looks her squarely in the eyes and, with as much reassurance as he can possibly fit into a glance, he tells her, “I don’t hit, darlin’.”
Shame and embarrassment darkens her face as she mumbles, “I’m sorry.”
Kas moves towards her slowly, being careful not to make any quick movements that could frighten her. He curses under his breath when he sees that her finger is still bleeding and how she seems more concerned with trying to clean up the rest of the glass than taking care of the cut. He bitterly wonders at how severely her father must have punished her for her to react so quickly and defensively over something as trivial as a broken glass.
“I’m going to get you a towel for your finger, leave the glass, I’ll get it with the broom.”
Desperately needing a distraction from her embarrassment of how she cringed like a cornered rabbit, she continues to pick up the shards of glass, “I’ve got it.”
Kas makes a mental note to beat the hell out of her father if he ever finds out who he is. He firmly, but gently, grabs her hand and wraps the towel around her finger. He hates the way she’s avoiding his gaze, the way shame has impinged her beautiful eyes. Helping her stand, he sees the brief flash of pain replace the shame, and he knows she has hurt herself by kneeling on the floor like that with broken and cracked ribs.
Gently taking Raina’s finger, Kas places it under the faucet before grabbing some peroxide out of the cabinet. “This might sting a bit,” he warns her as he pours some over the cut. Once he’s satisfied that the bleeding has stopped, and she doesn’t require stitches, he wraps a band aid around it before slowly bringing her injured finger to his lips and kissing the tip.
The jolt of electricity from his lips caressing the tip of finger brings her back to reality, out of the fog of shame where she was temporarily lost. He said ‘them,’ Raina realizes in a panic. “What did you mean by ‘them’?”
Kas gazes into Raina’s questioning jade eyes and lets out a long, slow breath. “I know your father abused you,” he confesses.
Her eyes widen, and she starts to pull her hand away, needing some distance to absorb this new information, but Kas refuses to release her. Pulling her closer to him, he runs the back of his fingers down the side of her face, so pleased and relieved that she doesn’t flinch this time.
“While you were still in a coma, the doctor ran tests that showed evidence of abuse,” he starts carefully, gauging her reaction. Raina lowers her gaze, trying to process just how much Kas knows, but he tilts her chin back up, to where she can’t look away, and musters up the courage to finally ask, his voice barely above a whisper, “What is your real name, Raina?”
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About The Author:
Karen-Anne Stewart has always adored reading and has now fallen in love with writing. Her written works are The Rain Trilogy: Saving Rain, Healing Rain, and After the Rain. Her debut novel, Saving Rain: The First Novel in The Rain Trilogy, was a nominee for the Book Junkie’s Choice Awards and is a nominee for the 2013 RONE Awards.
When Karen-Anne isn’t writing, she enjoys spending time with her family and friends, hiking, and visiting new places. She fuels her addiction of creating new stories by her only other addiction, caffeine, and listening to a myriad of musical genres. Tucked away near the Blue Ridge Mountains, Karen-Anne lives with her husband, daughter, two dogs, and their cat. She plans on writing new adult romance as long as her fingers maintain dexterity.
The Rain Trilogy is a powerful story of abuse, human trafficking, and beautiful, redeeming love (intended for readers 18+).
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