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Yolanda returned to lan’s room and found him struggling to apply spray medication to his own back.

She closed the door, removed her mask and hat, and set them on a shelf. When he saw her, he went completely still.

Without a word, she took the bottle from his hand, sprayed the medicine evenly across his back, and remembered it needed to be rubbed in.

After a brief hesitation, she laid her fingers gently against his skin, and ler shuddered faintly at once. Then she began to massage,

His muscles were solid and defined beneath her touch. She could feel their tension as she worked the medicine in. When she was done, Yolanda quickly made her way to the bathroom to wash her hands.

The bathroom was tiny, so cramped she could barely move. Bending over the sink, she squeezed soap into her palms and scrubbed thoroughly.

Then the door opened. Ian filled the doorway, tall and broad, stepping inside without a word.

Yolanda froze, and then hurriedly ducked her head to rinse the soap away, anxious to be done and out of

there.

But he was blocking the exit. Slowly, he turned the faucet on. The sound of rushing water brought back memories of that stormy day.

He wet his hands, but skipped the soap. Instead, he took her hand and gathered some of the suds from her own. Thick, slick foam coated their skin. She could feel tiny bubbles bursting between their fingers with faint. soft pops.

She glanced up and caught his eyes in the mirror. He wasn’t looking at her. Instead, he just looked down at their hands, rubbing them together quietly.

Trapped, with no way out, Yolanda cranked the water back on full force and tried to wash the tension away.

The air was thick with unspoken words, heavy like soap suds. She couldn’t stand it. She had never felt anything this tense, not even with Charles.

Eventually, lan rinsed off. But he still didn’t move.

with a panic she

He didn’t budge.

kept her head down, too nervous to meet his eyes, her eyelashes

She was always proper and shielded, her world a curated collection of polished

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this cramped bathroom, something

moment she suddenly understood why someone as relined as Charles would seek thrills in a grimy alley.

would say something, he simply moved aside. The intensity in his posture

fabric of his clothes brushed against hers. The brief contact sent a

was free of the bathroom, a sudden weakness washed over her. But it was also a strange, comforting warmth that lingered in

“You’ll need these later,” she said. “Wayne won’t be a problem

the bathroom, his voice

leeched from her body. She grabbed a cup from the table and took a large gulp. I’m leaving now. If something like this happens again,

quiet, almost absent, and she couldn’t tell if he was really

The drive back would take more than five

she wasn’t going back, the thought of

opened the door to leave, but arms wrapped tightly around her waist, firm

her grip tightening on the doorknob. She lowered her gaze to the hands locked around her.

was flush against lan’s chest. She could feel the intense heat radiating from him. There was a rawness to his strength, something held tightly in check, and it unnerved her in a way she couldn’t

his fingers loose, one by one. “Focus

didn’t fight her. He just watched, silent and tense, as the door finally swung open–and

got into her car and drove off without looking back. Halfway home, a burst of spring flowers

face as if she could wipe away the tangled thoughts. Then,

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continued on.