Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 191 The Journal

My face burned even redder, but at this point, there was no turning back.

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The moment my silk robe slipped to the floor, I collapsed onto the bed like a lifeless doll, burying my face. into the soft silk sheets beneath me.

Out of the corner of my ear, I thought 1 heard a faint chuckle from Carter, though I didn't dare to lift my head and confirm it.

Muffled by the sheets, I muttered, "Carter, you can start now."

To break the awkwardness, I even tried to joke. "Don't go easy on me just because I'm a delicate woman."

"Alright." His laugh was clearer this time, low and warm

Then, he lifted my leg gently.

The unexpected contact made me flinch, my instincts pulling me away.

"Don't be scared, Zoey,"

His soothing tone calmed me, and I forced myself to stay still as he applied a cool ointment to my calf and began spreading it evenly.

The room filled with the faint scent of herbs. The moment his fingers pressed down, I couldn't help but

cry out.

I'm not even using much pressu

"Okay...

Relax."

He started massaging gently. "It might hurt a little at first, but the ointment works best with this technique. You'll feel much better tomorrow."

His words startled me. "Wait, you're going to massage it too?

"Of course. After exercise, you do stretches or use a massage gun to relax your muscles, don't you? This is the same idea. Just think of me as your massage therapist." Think of Carter as a massage therapist. Who in their right mind would dare?

Still, his technique felt surprisingly professional. Each motion pressed perfectly into the tension points along my muscles and tendons.

Gripping the sheets tightly, I clenched my teeth against the pain.

"Just hang in there, he murmured in a low, soothing voice, "A bit of pain now, and you'll feel much better

afterward.

"Alright...

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initial sharp pain began to fade, and my stiff calf muscles loosened. A wave of relief washed over me, making me almost eager for him to move to the next spot. ""How does it

chin on the back of my hand. "Carter, how do you

do this?"

leg injury,

picked it up along the way," he said casually. "Alright, next is your thigh. You're okay with that,

skillful hands had earned my trust, so I nodded. "Sure, no

I spoke too

to the top of my thigh, the heat that had finally subsided returned with a vengeance,

brushed against my skin. I let

sweat formed on my forehead from the sharp, shooting pain. His eyes, warm and focused, met mine. "Be good. Zoey. Just

trace of something intimate

into the sheets, silently chanting in my head, "You can't

sensation of his fingertips against my skin. Each stroke sent my thoughts

had begun falling again, fluttering down under the soft glow of streetlights. The yard lights cast a warm and

to drift a

dealt with my injuries alone, quietly

always been focused

attention

two hours. He seemed tireless, far more

creep in. It

now. You can

smiled faintly. "I'm fine. Are you sure

spun

I knew it, I fell straight into his

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hand slipped around my slender waist, holding me close as his deep, husky voice murmured in my car, "Zoey, I'm a normal man. If you keep this up, you're going

bed, pulling the covers tightly around myself until I

softly, his tone carrying a trace

feel the lingering warmth of his fingertips on

dwell on it and quickly fell

morning of training, Damian reminded me, "Mrs. Bolton,

sweat rolling down my

"All the Boltons,

dinner. Given the tension between the two families recently, the Sanders were likely using

still held a few personal items I needed to retrieve, including a journal that chronicled everything I'd been through in recent years-especially

journal well, so it shouldn't have been confiscated by

would become the key evidence to take

I'll go

I emerged, Carter was waiting for me.

as he'd predicted, I was

Carter. By the way, does massage help your leg? If it does, maybe I could try giving you one

for me; I wanted to return the favor