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“I know you will. She’s got some medicine that she should have in the morning. Tiffanie doesn’t like the taste. She’ll try to skip it.”

“I’ll make sure she gets the right dose.”

“Want me to set the container on your doorstep?”

“Tiffanie will need clothes. We’ll come tomorrow morning.”

“Sounds like you’re planning to keep her.”

Phineas could hear the concern in Ivan’s voice. “Only if she wishes to stay, Ivan.”

“Gotcha. Sorry, worried older brother,” Ivan admitted.

“Take the night off. Go meet some friends. I’ve got this.”

“Phineas, she’s special and has had a tough time.”

“Thank you for caring so diligently for her, Ivan. Having both of us can only help, right?”

A moment of silence followed before Ivan said, “She deserves all the support. I’m glad you’ve connected, Phineas.”

“Me too. Here’s my phone number in case you need it.”

With that information exchanged, the two men hung up. Phineas returned to the bathroom. He smiled at Tiffanie, who hovered in the doorway. “Ready for your bath?”

“Is everything okay?”

“Perfect.” Phineas shut off the water before the bubbles could overflow.

“Oh, good. I was afraid he’d give you the third degree. Ivan hovers a lot. Don’t get me wrong, Ivan is my rock. I’ve relied on him so much.”

“I’m glad he’s been there for you, Princess. Now you have two people in your corner.”

Tiffanie nodded and waved a hand at the tub. “This looks heavenly. I can’t wait to get in.”

“Let’s get you undressed and in the tub.” Phineas stepped close.

“I can do it,” she said.

“You could, but I’m here to help. You’re tired. Let’s save as much of your energy as possible.”

“I’m not…. I’m not attractive anymore.”

“You are absolutely beautiful now, Little girl.”

“But….”

“Trust me, Princess. You are very special to me, Tiffanie. Let me take care of you.”

After another brief pause, she whispered, “Thank you.”

“There’s my Little girl.”

Phineas lifted the bottom of her T-shirt over her head and tugged her leggings down. She was rail thin—the hollows of her body too pronounced. He stroked her skin lightly, and Tiffanie leaned into his caress. How long had it been since someone had caressed her? Phineas lavished soft touches and sweet words on her.

“You are lovely, Princess.” He drew her panties down to meet her leggings and helped her step out of the garments. A couple of pink, healing incision marks revealed she’d had some kind of laparoscopic surgery months ago. He dismissed those as he scanned her. Phineas’s cock jerked in his pants as he revealed her blonde adult curls.

Get yourself under control.