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

its cool touch bringing him relief. "Get some rest now.

her, "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

sight, she nibbled on snacks and sipped her

were unaware of her predicament. Oliver had deliberately kept

was a man of action. She knew she shouldn't have doubted him. The feeling of being protected was something she had only

work on her phone and messaged Hattie, saying she would return home late after

the sun set outside the window, Josefina's eyelids were heavy, and she dozed off against the back of her chair. When Oliver turned to look at Josefina, the

with emotion.

the amber light of the setting sun. Oliver gently lifted Josefina and placed her on the bed, curling

And so they slept.

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