Sitting beside him, Josefina couldn't help but admire his lean, muscular back, free of any excess fat. Broad shoulders tapered to a narrow waist, his skin the color of sun-toasted wheat. His trim waist hinted at a strength that was unmistakable...

A blush crept up Josefina's cheeks, spreading to her ears like the ripening of a tomato, so tempting one could almost imagine taking a bite to savor the juicy fruit.

"Ouch..."

Oliver turned to look at her, and she gently pressed against his head. "Stay put for me." She couldn't bear to meet Oliver's eyes, afraid she might get lost in them.

Oliver lay on the bed, a warm breath spreading across his back. Josefina did blow on the wound, and it really seemed to help.

After a while, she took out a salve she had made and began to apply it to his cuts. "Stay still. I'm going to change your dressing," she instructed.

lay still,

the ointment, its cool touch bringing

care of me without a break. I'll have no choice but to offer myself to you to show

to sit out of his line of sight, she nibbled on snacks and sipped her

her predicament. Oliver had deliberately kept the

Oliver had indeed taken care of the two assailants. She was surprised. Oliver was a

with some work on her phone and messaged Hattie, saying she would return home

the back of

emotion. He rose, shirtless, and

lifted Josefina and placed her on the bed, curling beside her and

And so they slept.

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