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“I’ll take a drink first,” I say, twisting the cap off. The bottle was still sealed, which seems like a good sign.
Eve watches nervously as I drink half the bottle, and then helps me walk back towards the bed. After several minutes when I’m still awake and feeling fine, she drinks the other half of the bottle.
“It only took a minute or two for the drugs to take effect,” she says. “These must just be normal bottles.”
“Whatever they have planned, they don’t want us unconscious,” I say, unsure whether that is a good or bad sign.
We break the bread apart and share it, but Eve insists I take some of hers. “You are bigger than I am. You need more calories.”
“But you are hurt,” I say.
She points to my leg. “So are you. Worse than me.Eat.”
I listen to her and then lie back on the bed, holding out an arm for her to snuggle into.
“You are stronger than I ever thought,” I whisper into her hair. “I always knew you were stubborn and brave, but I had no idea you could endure so much. That you could fight so hard.”
“Honestly, neither did I,” she says. “I didn’t know I could do it until I had to.”
“You tried to explain it to me at the beginning of the week, but I didn’t get it. Not until now.” I kiss her temple. “I’m sorry.”
Eve shakes her head. “Don’t apologize. You are the reason I’m strong at all.”
I think back on the last few days. On how weak I’ve felt. How helpless and small, and I shake my head. “No, you always had it in you.”
“That’s true,” she says. “But I found it because of you. Because of how you lead our family with such strength. You made me realize that I have that inside of me, too. When I needed strength these last few weeks, I thought of you and Milaya. Doing that helped me get through whatever was happening. You two made me strong.”
“I love you,” I whisper, pulling her close to me. “And I’m sorry you had to be strong.”
Eve sits up and tucks her legs underneath her, resting on her heels. “Please don’t be sorry. You are here. You came for me and for Milaya and that is what matters. When Edgar was torturing me, all I could think about is that I would have done the exact same thing you did if you’d been taken. You knew where I was, and you came for me. I shouldn’t have ever made you feel bad about that.”
I don’t realize how much I need to hear her say those words until she says them.
I reach out for her, touching her waist tenderly, letting my fingers slip against her bare skin and higher until the black lace of her bra is under my thumb.
She looks down at my thumb and lifts an eyebrow. “Are you serious right now?”
I shrug. “I can’t help it. You look good.”
“You can barely walk,” she says, biting back a smile.
“Luckily,” I whisper, walking my fingers around to the clasp on her back. “I can lie down for this.”
When I unclip her bra, Eve lets the straps slide down her arms slowly, her breasts pushed together from her position. I try to sit up so I can kiss them, but the pain is too much. Eve presses me back against the headboard and then straddles me, her knees on either side of my hips, hovering over me.
“Are you sure?” she asks. “You are hurt. I don’t want to—”
I grab her face and bring her lips down to me, silencing her protests. She goes fluid against me, arching her body into my chest, and I know she wants this as much as I do.
We move slowly, caressing each other with gentle fingers and soft kisses. Eve unzips my pants and wraps her hand around my length, and for the first time in hours, I feel something besides pain.
Pleasure builds in my abdomen like a small fire and with every stroke, Eve adds another log.
I grip her waist, doing my best to avoid her bruises. When I slip my hand between her legs and push aside her panties, she freezes, pouty lips parting so seductively I think it might finish me right here and now. She lets out tiny breaths with each stroke of my finger and it isn’t long before she is circling her hips against my hand.
As soon as I pull my finger away, Eve positions me at her opening and slides onto me in one stroke.
Her weight on my lap isn’t much, but it’s enough for me to remember the wound to my leg. Still, pleasure wins, and I dig my hands into her hips and pull her down onto me over and over again.
