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“How are you feeling?” he asked, instead of rolling her onto her back and pressing her into the mattress until she screamed his name.

“Better. Still a little weak.” Her smile was apologetic.

“You’ll be your old self in no time.”

“I feel kind of gross from being in bed for so many days.” She paused, still studying him. Her eyes were her original light brown today, her short hair flopped over her forehead. She looked like herself. Beautiful. Fucking beautiful. “Do you think you could help me into the shower?”

Theo’s cock immediately rose to the occasion.

He cleared his throat. “Of course.”

Fee’s smile grew like she knew this would kill him. Maybe his little goddess was seeking some revenge. But if her revenge included her naked body, then Theo was here for it.

He rolled out of bed and came around to Fee’s side, where she let him help her up. She put an arm around his shoulder after he hunched down so she could reach. He kept an arm banded around her waist.

They walked/hobbled their way to the bathroom. It was a small space, but they managed to fit.

“I’ve been meaning to ask you,” he said, trying to distract himself from the fact that Fee would soon be naked. “Why is it so damn pink in here?”

Fee giggled as he set her down gingerly on the closed toilet seat. “I like pink.”

He looked around at the bubblegum walls and the mauve tub. “But this is like a lot of pink.”

“Or maybe it’s just the right amount.”

“Maybe,” he laughed and then caught her eye. They both hesitated. “So … do you need more help?”

“I think I might,” she said, her voice a bit breathy. “I still feel weak.”

“A bath might be better. So you don’t fall.”

“True.”

Theo turned his back on Fee and the sight of her tank-top strap falling over her freckled shoulder and her pink and dewy cheeks. Jesus Christ, what was he doing? He swore to himself he wouldn’t touch her until she was strong enough, until she wanted him.

He turned on the water and adjusted the temperature, ignoring the heat in his body and the tension strumming through his veins. But when the tub was filled enough, he had no choice but to turn back around.

“Ready?” he asked, and she gave him a small nod. He helped her up from her seat. “Should I close my eyes?” he said, trying to tease her but found his voice was anything but teasing.

“No. Don’t.” Fee held his gaze as she pulled her tank top over her head.

The room was too small. Fee was too close. Theo clenched his fists at his sides. She shucked off her pajama shorts and she teetered toward him, losing her balance. He gripped tight to her arm, holding her upright. Heat, and need, and the sharp stab of lust shot through him.

She was so fucking soft.

“Thanks,” she whispered, her eyes flicking up to his again. “I guess I really do need help.”

Theo flashed her a grin. “Oh, so you admit it? You lured me in here to seduce me.”

Fee smiled. “Maybe.”

“Well,” he said, trying everything to keep his tone neutral. “It won’t work.”

Fee’s mouth tipped into a pout. Theo wanted to bite it.

“Not yet. Not until you’re better.”

“I’m mostly better,” she said, wriggling from his grasp so she could slide her underwear down her legs. She demonstrated how “mostly better” she was by stepping out of them without wobbling. “See.”