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He shrugged then drank his water.
I couldn’t tell Jackson what to do in this matter. He should be there for our mother, but I also understood how difficult it was. To have the same conversation with your mother and see the emptiness in her eyes was heartbreaking. If she knew who I was, I knew she would wrap her arms around me and never let go. I remembered the way our mother loved both of us. She was a great mom, always doing her best to give us what we needed. What happened to her wasn’t fair—at all.
I didn’t go to work for the next two weeks. The doctor said I needed ample time to recover. I had a serious wound, and while it was healing properly with no signs of infection, it was best to take it easy.
Rome didn’t go to in to work either, working from home instead and sticking to my side like a sexy nurse who gave me sponge baths. She did a good job of taking care of me, but sometimes the sadness would creep into her features. She did her best to hide it, but when her lips pressed tightly together and her eyes crinkled, I knew exactly what she was thinking about.
By the end of the first week, I was finally able to take a shower. After being deprived of such a regular luxury, I realized how much I took it for granted. I stepped under the water and closed my eyes as the comfort washed over me.
Rome joined me, constantly terrified I would slip and fall or I would be too weak to hold myself up.
The bandage and wrap still covered the injury in my lower abdomen. To make sure it stayed clean, Rome and I had to change it every morning. With every passing day, the wound improved. The purple color faded, and the scar tissue began to form. It wasn’t a pretty sight, but at least I’d survived the ordeal.
Rome looked unbelievable sexy under the water. Her tits were firm and her nipples were hard. Her slender waistline led to beautiful legs that I loved having wrapped around my waist. Her hair was slicked back down her neck and past her shoulders.
I hadn’t made a move because I knew it would be inappropriate. Hank hadn’t been successful, but what he put her through was scarring. Unless I was absolutely certain she was ready to be physical, I wasn’t going to do anything. The most I ever did was kiss her, and even that was PG-13. I was in no shape for rough sex, but I’d certainly like some action.
Once my thoughts wandered, I became hard. My cock sprang to life and extended outward, the running water washing away the drop of pre-come that formed on the tip of my cock. There was nothing I could do about my body’s reaction to her naked body, so I didn’t feel guilty. I was only a man, after all.
She squirted shampoo into her hand then wrapped her fingers around my length.
The second she touched me, my cock twitched. It pushed back into her palm, wanting more of her soft hand around its length.
She moved closer to me, her lips just inches from mine.
I naturally shifted my hips, moving my length through her fingers. I wanted to come all over her tits and watch it drip down to her stomach. But my arousal was only in charge for so long. The guilt and concern emerged a moment later. If this were another woman, I wouldn’t care. But since this was Rome, it made all the difference in the world. I grabbed her wrist and steadied my hand even though I was desperate for her friction. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.” I held her gaze with mine, seeing the beautiful green eyes that made me weak in the knees.
“But I do want to.” She moved her hand up and down and brushed my head with her thumb.
My cock twitched again, wishing her hand was her warm pussy. “You’ve been through a lot, Rome.” She didn’t need to do this for me. I had been shot, but she experienced something far worse. My wound would close, and I would move on with my life. But the kinds of memories she had never faded away. It was why she still had nightmares.
“I don’t think about him when I’m with you. When I touch you, I feel safe. When I kiss you, I feel happy. When I make love to you…it feels wonderful.” She moved her hand up and down my length. “So don’t worry about that, Calloway. I touch you because I want to touch you.” She moved into me and rose on her tiptoes so she could press her mouth to mine. Her lips slowly kissed mine before she gave me her small tongue. I immediately fell into the moment, and my hand moved to her tit. I gripped it firmly and let my thumb flick across her nipple.
