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Maybe he couldn’t do this. He wasn’t used to looking after someone else.
“No, please. You’re not fucking anything up.”
“Did you just swear, Bumblebee?” he asked with amusement. She didn’t swear that often. It was something that the others in her band liked to tease her about.
“I was just repeating what you said,” she grumbled. “And you shouldn’t speak about yourself like that. That’s one.”
“Nice try, baby. But I’m the one who gives out punishments, not you.” He put the bottle down and then moved to crouch in front of her. “Can you sit while I get you dressed?”
“Yeah.”
He picked up the panties and slid them up her feet to above her knees. But instead of helping her stand, he picked up one of the items he’d bought for her. It was a onesie that was yellow and black striped.
“Is that a bumblebee onesie?” she asked as he slid her feet into it.
“Yep. And it even has a dropseat so when you need the toilet, we don’t have to take you out of it.”
“It’s so cute.”
“I know.”
“Where did you get it from?” she asked as he stood and then drew her up onto her feet.
“They have a store here. I just called them and asked them to send me everything that had bumblebees on it.”
Her mouth dropped open. “You didn’t.”
“Sure did.”
“How much stuff got delivered?”
“Surprisingly, quite a lot.”
She groaned as he did up the zipper on the front of the onesie. “That’s gonna cost you a fortune.”
“Hello, famous rock god here.”
“You’ve moved from rock star to rock god, huh?”
“Baby, I was always a god.” He winked at her.
She rolled her eyes as he settled her so she was sitting back against the pillows.
“I should do your hair for you.”
“Have you ever done anyone’s hair before?” she asked.
“Nope. Can’t be that hard, right?”
She gave him a slightly alarmed look. “How about another day? My hair is a mess right now. It really needs to be washed first.”
He nodded. “Want to see what else you got?”
“You mean what else you got?”
“Well, it’s all for you. Not for me.” He got up and walked to the closet, pulling out the other bags. When he turned back, her eyes were wide, her cheeks slightly flushed.
Placing them on the end of the bed, he placed the back of his hand over her forehead. “You feel warm. I should take your temperature.”
