Chapter 29

The color in her cheeks has returned and she no longer looks like she was knocking at death’s door. I make my way hastily to my room, discarding my soaked boxers and grabbing fresh clothes. The moment I am dressed, I run out my door and enter her room just as she comes slowly out of the bathroom, looking green in the face. Her eyes meet mine and she tries to hide the pain with a genuine smile. I make my way to her side and help her onto her bed, belly down, shaking away all sexual thoughts from my head..

I find the gauze and tape still in the bathroom and grab it with the salve that Francis brought and head back out to her. The bed dips beneath my weight as I move closer to her, a small pained groan escaping her lips.

“This will not feel great,” I warn her. She just nods into her comforter. “Is there not any way you can share the pain back with me? Give me half the wound to heal you faster, like the healing hand, but kind of in reverse?” I ask, not wanting to cause her a