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.

still, true to

its cool touch bringing

"Grab some snacks, and have a sip of your milkshake while it's still cold. You've been taking care of me without a break. I'll have no choice but to offer myself to

sit out of his line of sight,

unaware of her predicament. Oliver had deliberately

was a man of action. She knew she shouldn't have doubted him. The feeling

in her heart. She dealt with some work on her phone and messaged Hattie, saying

the window, Josefina's eyelids were heavy, and she dozed off against the back of her chair. When Oliver

Oliver's throat with emotion. He

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

And so they slept.

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