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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at the bedspread,

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over me, making me almost eager for him to move to

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

do this?"

with a leg injury, he was astonishingly

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

my trust, so I nodded. "Sure, no

I spoke

up to the top of my thigh, the heat that had

instant his fingertips brushed against my skin. I let out

warm and focused, met mine. "Be good. Zoey. Just endure it for a

faint, almost imperceptible trace

chanting in my head, "You can't see me. You can't see

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 festive glow, creating an almost

started to drift

quietly enduring without anyone to lean

been focused on

attention

me with unwavering patience for nearly two hours. He seemed

was beginning to feel better, guilt started to creep in. It didn't seem fair for him to keep going

much better now. You can stop. Aren't your hands

Are you sure

bed and spun around in front of him. "Look, I'm perfect...

before I knew

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as his deep, husky voice murmured in my car, "Zoey, I'm a normal man. If you

the bed, pulling the covers tightly around myself until I

tone carrying a trace of indulgence. "Good

the lingering warmth of his fingertips on my

exhausted to dwell

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

down my cheeks. "Who's on the

"All the Boltons,

family dinner. Given the tension between the two families recently, the Sanders were likely using the festive season as an

anyway. My old room still held a few personal items I needed to retrieve, including a journal that chronicled everything I'd

well, so it shouldn't have

day, that journal would become the key

go get

room, I took a shower. When I emerged, Carter was waiting for me. with a smile and some ointment. "Come on, Zoey. Take

incident, as he'd predicted, I was starting to feel less shy around

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

me; I wanted to return