He sighed in relief. “There’s color in her cheeks.”

Thank fuck.

She even took the pacifier without a murmur when Roman slid it against her mouth.

Everything was going to be all right.

He would make sure of it.

61

“Can I feed her?” Roman asked.

It was something he hadn’t done before. He hadn’t felt in the right position to do it.

Before now, he’d been hesitant and unsure.

But today felt different.

Like he had to step up.

He’d watched Alexei bathe her as she’d lain there and watched him, quiet and calm.

Then Salem had dressed her.

For some reason, Salem had put a diaper on her. Roman wasn’t sure she ever wanted to try diapers. However, the plan was for them to take over entirely until she came back to them.

Didn’t mean she had to use them.

But maybe it made her feel younger? Made it easier on her?

He didn’t know. But Salem had reminded her of her safeword.

Roman was worried she might slip away even further, but this was the best plan they had.

“Sure.” Salem held her as he sat in the rocking chair. Then he handed the bottle to him.

He held it to her lips.

Please take the bottle, darling girl.

This was their last shot. Otherwise, she was going to end up back in hospital and they might lose her forever.

To his relief, she took the nipple of the bottle and started to suck.

Maybe things would be better.

God, he hoped so.

62

Tamsyn woke up slowly. Glancing around, she wondered who was in bed with her this time.

She spotted Salem first and then rolled over to come face to face with Alexei.

That made sense considering she was so warm and toasty.

She didn’t want to move. But she also had to pee. And she wasn’t comfortable using the diaper she could feel around her.