Page 174 of Finding the Forward: Part Two
“Yes, yes, he is.” AJ kissed me.
“That makes me happy.” Dean purred as he kissed my neck.
“Me, too.” Verity’s back vibrated. Jonas and AJ joined in, and everyone’s purrs blended together in a glorious symphony. My eyes grew heavy from the warmth and being satiated, and I allowed my happiness, my contentment, to lull me to sleep right there on the ottoman by the fire.
Chapter Fifty-Three
Verity
In the dim nest, the air had grown stuffy and warm, almost oppressively so, reeking of sex. My skin itched, and every bit of me hurt from scalp to toes. I tried to roll out from under the arm over me so I could use the bathroom before my bladder exploded.
As soon as I moved, the arm tightened around me. Ugh. I rolled another way. It tightened again. Ugh.
Reaching for a pillow, I stuffed it under the arm so I could escape. The idea of actually leaving the nest and making it all the way to the bathroom seemed daunting.
The need to pee was greater.
Like it was an obstacle course, I scooted past the bodies, untangled myself from the blankets, and rolled over the pillows.
The lights separating the nest from the room were in sight, and I tried to slip off the edge of the platform. My legs buckled, and I landed on the floor with a soft thump.
A head appeared through the curtain of fairy lights along with a hand.
“Up?” Dean asked, concern on his face.
“I’m trying to get to the bathroom.” I shook my head. While part of me wanted to be embarrassed, I was just too tired. All of me hurt.
“Okay.” He crawled out of the nest, scooped me up, and carried me to the bathroom, nose wrinkling a bit.
My skin was crusty and I reeked.
Before I could protest that I could use the bathroom by myself, Dean turned the shower on and carefully deposited me under the warm spray, giving me a kiss.
He disappeared further into the bathroom.
It was gray outside, not giving much light. I wasn’t sure if it was early in the morning or if the sun was hiding. The only other light was a string of lights that went all the way around the bathroom ceiling.
The shower was large enough that we could all fit in it, and granite, with built-in seating. Water flowed from six wall jets, two overhead ones, and a handheld sprayer. Several bottles lined the small ledge.
The idea of getting out was too much. Welp, it wouldn’t be the first time I’d peed in the shower.
Standing was a chore, and the bench didn’t get enough spray. So after, I slumped down onto the floor, right under the overhead rain shower, letting the warm water soothe my itchy skin and tired muscles.
Ahh, that’s the stuff.It might be a problem for my bandaged shoulder but that was for future me to deal with.
Getting upoffthe shower floor was also a problem for future me.
Dean reappeared and offered me a toothbrush with toothpaste. I wasn’t sure whose it was. Did it matter, given how many dicks I’d had in my mouth the past few days?
“Thanks.” I gratefully took the toothbrush as he disappeared again. Yes, I was on the way to feelingmuchbetter.
He reappeared and took the toothbrush from me, and left.
I should soap myself down. I stretched a bit.Ow.Yeah, standing to get the soap was a no-go.
Having sex for days after being taken from the hospital after being shot would probably do that.
Though I appreciated that they’d brought me and not left me alone in the hospital.
