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down the drain. I think Archer gets in behind me.

"Daph, you're beautiful." He says in my ear. His voice was still lower than usual. I'm still affecting him looking like this. That will come in handy soon. He reaches for my shampoo bottle and squirts some in his palm. Working it through my scalp and giving me a little massage while he's at it. I think

I moan a little bit because I feel his fingers tighten ever so slightly. But he keeps his hands on my head. Ever the gentleman even when I have thoughts of sin. He conditions my ends and then grabs my vanilla body wash with my loofah. Squeezing some on it, he starts at my shoulders. Slowly washing my body. Careful when he reaches my abdomen. But then he gets on his knees and pulls my right leg up on the ledge of the tub. He can see all of me. He slowly washes my leg, then puts that leg down and puts my left one on the opposite side of the ledge. I grab his hair and say in a low voice. "Archer, please."

He looks up at me through his hair that's gotten so long. "What do you need?"

"I need you. In whatever way you'll give me."

"Will my mouth do? Until you're fully healed. I've missed the taste of you."

"I thought you would never ask." He puts my loofah back and slowly kisses my knee upward. His mouth reaches me, and all I feel is bliss. His mouth is hot on me as he sucks my clit. My head tilts back, and I moan. This is amazing. His sucking gets more assertive, and I feel myself almost there. But I don't want this to end. He starts to move his mouth, and then I think his finger at my entrance.

"Please," I say as an invitation, and he thrusts it inside me, instantly finding my G-spot. Holy fuck, how can he find it that fast. I feel the pressure tighten, and the next thing I know, I'm coming rapidly. I moan, and only when I finish does he back away from me. Releasing his finger from me.

"Thank you." He says as he licks his finger on his lips. I'm breathing deeply now. This is precisely the correct type of medicine that I needed. He stands up. I look at him. "Don't even think of it,

doll. I already came."

Surprise falls across my face. He got off on eating me out? Never had I heard of such a thing. He chuckles lowly. "When you're doing something you love, then you're more easily swayed to becoming satisfied yourself. Plus, that moan got me. It sounded lovely in here."

"Well, at least let me wash you up." I grab his shampoo and go through his shower routine. It feels good to be doing something so minimal for him after everything he's done.

We get out and quickly get ready. I'm in a yellow legging set. While Archer is in jeans and a shirt. I haven't seen him in jeans very often, but he's been wearing them more around the house. Mainly because he's taking time off of work with me. I blow dry my hair halfway through. It's gotten so cold since it's September now. If I go out with wet hair, I will be freezing, and I don't like to be cold.

We go downstairs and take Archer's car. At some point, Liam picked up his own vehicle and drove Archer to get his Dodge from the station. We drive in silence, listening to music all the way there.

***

We are in my lab; my favorite security guard was there. Eugene was so relieved to see me alive and doing well. Archer was astonished that I knew him so well. But I would like to know almost everyone who could someday help me in any situation.

I look at the bones on my table in a different light. A very heartbroken one. Archer hangs back, letting me set up the computer screen. I open the facial recognition software and press the 'result' tab for this case. The face pops up on the screen, and my uncle's face is staring straight back at me and Archer. Archer moves towards me. The look of dread on his face.

"Uncle," I look at the bones that have been sitting in my lab forever now. I turn to Archer and start to cry while he holds me. His grip is tight. It's almost too tight.

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