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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down at the bedspread, now crumpled in

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muscles loosened. A wave of relief washed over me, making me

Ladmitted, reging my chin on the back of my hand. "Carter, how do you even know

do this?"

a leg injury,

he said casually. "Alright, next is your thigh. You're okay with

trust,

I spoke

he rolled my dress up to the top of my thigh, the heat that had finally subsided returned with

instant his fingertips brushed against my skin. I let out

eyes, warm and focused, met mine. "Be good.

imperceptible trace of something intimate in

my face into the sheets, silently chanting in my

couldn't ignore the sensation of his fingertips against my skin. Each stroke sent my thoughts

falling again, fluttering down under the soft glow of streetlights. The yard lights

to drift a

my injuries alone, quietly enduring without anyone to lean

been

attention

here was Carter, massaging me with unwavering patience for nearly two hours. He seemed tireless, far

in. It didn't seem fair for

You can stop.

fine. Are

prove it, I hopped off the bed and spun around in front of him.

knees buckled, and before I knew

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husky voice murmured in my car, "Zoey, I'm

pulling the covers tightly around myself until I was cocooned. From under the blankets,

softly, his tone carrying a trace

feel the lingering warmth of his fingertips on

was too exhausted to dwell

a grueling morning of training, Damian reminded me, "Mrs. Bolton, the Sanders have invited you over

of sweat rolling down my

"All the Boltons,

two families recently, the Sanders were likely using the festive season as an opportunity to smooth

still held a few personal items I needed to retrieve, including a journal that chronicled everything I'd

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

would become the

I'll go get

to my room, I took a shower. When I emerged, Carter was waiting for me. with a smile and some

I was starting to feel less shy around

your leg? If it does, maybe I could try giving

me; I wanted to return the