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Chapter 21 - Don’t Look

The fabric was covered over my eyes, surrounding my vision with darkness. His cold fingers smoothed away some of my baby hairs as he wrapped the black fabric around my head, the ghosts of his touch on my temples lingered. A black piece of cloth was an odd thing to carry around with you and I wondered how many times Dean had used it, and who on. But then an inappropriate thought flew into my mind and I didn't entertain it, feeling embarrassed to imagine Dean in such a manner when he was already so close.

"Turn your head a little to the left." He ordered but in a quieter tone, not forceful or demanding.

I did as he said and turned my head to the left slowly, his hands were still holding the blindfold around me. His fingers got caught in my ponytail, causing a slight tinging sensation on my scalp as he pulled some strands on accident.