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Gabriel appears with a plastic bag and electrical tape. “Let’s get your cast wrapped so you can
shower.”
I exhale heavily. “I feel like such a burden.”
estands me up and puts the bag over my arm and thinks for a moment
“You need to undress first.”
“This is awkward.”
“Why?”
“Because you have to help me in the shower and…”
“I’ve seen you naked, you know?”
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“I know, but it’s just weird in this context.” Without the pounding body of arousal between us, this all feels a little too…raw and intimate.
“Arms up.”
I hold my arms up and Gabriel slowly lifts my shirt over my head.
My pink bra comes into view. He slides my pants down my legs and suddenly I’m standing before him in my underwear.
His eyes roam over my skin, and he smiles softly.
I can’t breathe.
“Turn around,” he instructs.
I turn to face away from him and he undoes my bra. My breasts fall free.
Thump, thump, thump goes my heart.
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“Give me your hand.” I put my hand out, and from behind he carefully wraps it in the plastic bag and tapes it up. He then slides my panties down my legs and takes them off.
I can feel his eyes burning my skin as they roam over my naked body. He steps forward, turns the shower on and holds his hand under the water as he gets the temperature right. He may have seen my body before, but he’s never seen me this naked.
Raw as it comes.
or the first time, his eyes drop down my front, drinking every inch of me in.
I swallow the lump in my throat, waiting for his reaction.
He runs his finger over the large scar across the bottom of my stomach and his eyes rise to meet
mine. “What is this?”
“My C–section scar.”
A trace of a frown crosses his face. “Did it hurt?” I nod.
His face falls as he stares at it. “I’m sorry, Violet,” he whispers. “I should have been there.”
“Don’t.” I hop past him and he takes my hand and helps me under the water.
I could cry, not sniffles and tears. Howl–to–the–moon emotions.
Tonight’s too real, a little close to the surface. It’s like the last seven years are suddenly here and hitting me in the face.
I stand under the hot water with my back to him, unable to look him in the eye, because if I do, who knows what’s going to come out of my mouth.
He leans up against the tiles.
“Can I have some privacy, please?” I ask.
“I don’t want you to fall.”
“I’m fine, I’m just standing here. I’m not going to fall.”
He walks into the bedroom and I put my face under the water. It runs over the top of my head,
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wetting my hair.
I need to get off this medication. It’s making me weak.
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I stand under the water for a long time and it’s the weirdest thing, such a simple thing as him seeing my C–section scar has cut me wide open.
I’m back there, my heart feels just as broken as the day that he kicked me to the curb.
ventually, I turn the shower off and he appears with a towel, as if he knows what’s going on inside my head. He wraps me in it and softly dries me. He ties it around my chest and I hop to the sink and brush my teeth, and he helps me out into the bedroom. I see he has my nightdress laid out on the
bed.
“Arms up.” I put my arms up and he slides it over my head. “Sit on the bed and let me dry your hair.” I sit down and he towels my hair, he does it rougher and rougher. “You call me barbaric.” I wince.
He chuckles. “Let me brush it.” He softly brushes my hair and I stare at the wall, again overcome
with emotion.
Why is brushing my hair a big deal?
It’s the meds…it has to be the meds.
Eventually, he folds the blankets back and I lie down. “Pillow under your arm and leg on the edge, tonight, I can’t sleep like I did last night,” he says. “Oddly enough, I need to breathe.”
I smile at my dramatics about his breathing last night. I lie down and he turns off the light and slides in behind me. He puts his hand on my hip bone and I can hear his mind ticking over a million times a minute as he thinks.
“Did you love me?” he whispers. “Back then.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“It does to me.”
I hesitate. I don’t want to answer that while I’m feeling like this. “Good night, Gabriel.”
He stays silent, his hand tightening around my hip.
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“It’s a yes or no question, did you ever love me?”
“Yes/
“Do you still love me…even a little?”
