Belinda's mind went blank when he said that. Out of all the things she expected him to say, this was definitely not what she expected. He caught her completely off guard.
"What?"
"You helped me when I was badly wounded, I was wearing a mask." He covered half of his face with his hand and her eyes widen. He did look kind of like the man she helped.
"Your eyes." She pointed out. She desperately wanted to deny it, she wanted all this to be a big lie. In the corner of her heart she wanted the impossible to be the truth, to have Nixon there instead of that man, confessing that it was him who did all that instead of a complete stranger.
"I had contacts on." He answered simply. Still Belinda didn't want to acknowledge him as the man who she met that night. That man was a brute but still B
