Page 36 of Wild For You
“It’s a little late for that, but don’t worry. I have an immune system made of steel. Growing up in my house, I was exposed to every sort of virus there is. Don’t you worry about me. Why don’t you take a sip of water?”
Her hands shook as she reached for the glass and took a small sip.
“Thanks,” she said with a small smile before she was shoving the cup back at my chest and leaning over the toilet again. On instinct, I ran my hand up and down her back until the heaving stopped.
“How about I run a bath so you can get cleaned up?” I asked her, not that she was getting a choice in the matter. I’d drop her into the water fully clothed if she argued.
Instead of answering, she looked around the bathroom and groaned. “There is so much I need to clean.”
“I can take care of that,” I assured her. I’d lived on my own long enough to be able to clean up after her.
“But your leg—”
“Is getting better every day. You’ve been my nurse for the last three weeks. How about today we reverse those roles, okay? Let me take care of you.”
“I’ve… I’ve never had someone take care of me before.”
“Well, good. Let me be the first,” I said proudly as I asked her to stay still while I went and gathered a few towels.
Turning on the water for the bath, I let it run until it was warm enough and then plugged it to let it fill. I quickly located the bubble bath Kelsey had been using and dumped a couple of capfuls of the liquid into the water.
“All right, first, let’s get these clothes off you. You can wrap up in the towel, and then we’ll wash your face before you get in the tub.”
“Okay,” she mumbled as she tried to slip the shirt over her head but failed miserably. Kelsey whimpered as she brushed her hand against the stain on her shirt.
“I’ve got it,” I reassured her, rolling the material up before slipping it over her head quickly—without glancing down at her bare breasts. Which took every ounce of willpower I had. Thankfully, she covered herself as I tugged her shorts down her legs, leaving Kelsey in nothing but a pair of pale-pink cotton panties.
They were the sexiest fucking things I’d ever seen.
I was truly losing my mind. Lace and silk had always been my materials of choice until today. Until the moment I learned Kelsey chose to wear the simplest fabric on her body instead.
And I was an asshole for noticing, while the poor thing felt miserable.
Quickly, I wrapped the towel around her shoulders, and she maneuvered the material under her arms and situated it how she wanted.
“I’m going to get the cleaning supplies, if you want to go ahead and wash your face.”
I left in a hurry before she answered, and when I returned, her face was clean, and those damn panties were sitting on top of her pile of clothes.
Fuck me.
The green hue of her face was already starting to subside, and that natural rosiness was returning to her cheeks. I held out my hand and helped her step into the tub.
“Oh my,” she said through a sigh.
“Is it too hot?” I asked, worried I didn’t get the temperature right. I liked my water a bit on the cooler side, but I remembered most women liked to scald their skin off and settled for something in between those two when I turned on the faucet.
“No, it’s perfect.” She settled down into the tub, and the bubbles shifted around her body as I turned off the water.
As she soaked, I gathered her clothes and tossed them into the washing machine, then stopped in the bedroom to place my brace back around my knee. I ignored the crutches again,but I knew I was going to pay for it later. My knee was already aching.
I considered putting on a shirt, but it would just get wet anyway, so I decided against it.
In the bathroom, I made quick work of cleaning up the mess on the floor and sanitizing everything. I may have had a strong immune system, but I didn’t want to risk it.
After I finished returning the cleaning supplies to their place under the kitchen sink, I found Kelsey lying back in the tub with her eyes closed.
“Hey,” I whispered as I sat on the edge of the tub.
