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“You—you don’t have to, I’ll be okay.”
“Lay down, Queenie.” And she does without further hesitation.
She presses play on the show as my hands roam over her sore neck. I know the spot I'm going for. It’s an old volleyball injury of hers, one that seems to rear its ugly head every once in a while. Right when my fingers hit their intended target, a low moan escapes Quinn’s gorgeous mouth.
“Ahh, right there.” She groans as she tilts her head, allowing me better access to rub down her shoulders.
“God, that feels so good,” she says again. Is she purposefully torturing me?
I can’t help but remember all the times those moans were for a completely different reason.Fuck, now I'm hard. At least there's a pillow between us.
As if realizing what she's moaning, Quinn slaps her hand over her mouth. We both chuckle.
“Shit, I'm sorry.”
“Ha, don’t worry about it. At least I know you’re enjoying it,” I tease.
She shakes her head ever so slightly. Taking out the balm, I ease it over her sore spots. Then I wrap the warm compress around her neck, lifting her hair out of the way.
“Thank you, that felt so good. Damn, I think you make a better nurse than I will.”
“What do you mean, nurse?”
“I’ve been meaning to talk to you about it, actually… I’m looking into nursing school. Specifically, pediatric nursing.”
“Holy shit, Q. That’s amazing! When do you start? Have you selected a school?”
“Woah, woah. Easy there, killer. I just started gathering information, so I don't have any concrete plans yet. But I finally feel like this could be it… like I have found what I’m meant to do.”
“Please let me know whatever I can do to help. I’m always here for you.” I lean down and place a kiss on her forehead. “I’m so proud of you. Seeing you with the girls… there is no doubt in my mind you will be extraordinary.”
We’re both silent for a few seconds before Quinn clears her throat.
“Uhm, can we restart the episode? I don’t think I was paying much attention.”
I laugh because, of course, I was distracted too. When my hands are on her skin, nothing else seems to matter.
“Sure thing.”
This time, we watch the episode in its entirety, and even start the second one. Quinn’s head remains in my lap throughout it all as my fingers run through her silky hair. The motion is so innate that I don’t even realize I'm doing it until her soft breathing indicates she’s fallen asleep.
Not wanting this moment to pass, I stay watching her for a few more minutes, thankful she's back in my life. Maybe not in the capacity I’ve wished for nightly, but we’re getting there.
Scooping up her sleeping body, I walk her down the hall. I pause my stride when she snuggles into my chest as I enter her room. With a deep sigh, I reluctantly lay her on her bed. Placing a gentle kiss on her forehead, I tuck her in.
Stopping in the doorway on my way out, I glance at her sleeping form again. How I wish I could crawl into that bed next to her and wrap my arms around her tight little body to pull her close to me.
Before I go and do something stupid, I close her door and head to my room.
One day I’ll have her back. One day.
Twenty-One
Shit… Shit... Shit… Literallyshit.
“Little lady, you’re lucky I adore you,” I say to an innocent-looking Sophie while her sister sits giggling at my hysterics in the wagon I’m pushing faster than normal. Both girls are oblivious to the mess Sophie and I are currently in.
I rush through the front door. Heading upstairs to the twin’s room, I let Addison roam around while I completely strip Sophie and give her a bath in the sink of their ensuite bathroom. Once she is cleaned and redressed, I pick them both up. I’m careful not to let either of them touch my shit-covered shirt before I can throw it, along with Sophie’s clothes, straight into the washing machine.
