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He
grins
and
gently
lifts
me
off
him
and
stands
,
gloriously
naked
.
I
wish
momentarily
that
I
were
more
awake
to
really
appreciate
him
.
Picking
up
his
jeans
,
he
slides
them
back
on
,
commando
.
“
Don
’
t
want
to
frighten
Taylor
,
or
Mrs
.
Jones
for
that
matter
,
”
he
mutters
.
Hmm
…
they
must
know
what
a
kinky
bastard
he
is
.
The
thought
preoccupies
me
.
He
stoops
to
help
me
to
my
feet
and
leads
me
to
the
door
,
on
the
back
of
which
hangs
a
gray
waffle
robe
.
He
patiently
dresses
me
as
if
I
’
m
a
small
child
.
I
don
’
t
have
the
strength
to
lift
my
arms
.
When
I
’
m
covered
and
respectable
,
he
leans
down
and
kisses
me
gently
,
his
mouth
quirks
up
in
a
smile
.
“
Bed
,
”
he
says
Oh
…
no
…
“
For
sleep
,
”
he
adds
reassuringly
when
he
sees
my
expression
.
Suddenly
,
he
scoops
me
up
and
carries
me
curled
against
his
chest
to
the
room
down
the
corridor
where
earlier
today
Dr
.
Greene
examined
me
.
My
head
drops
against
his
chest
.
I
am
exhausted
.
I
don
’
t
remember
ever
being
this
tired
.
Pulling
back
the
duvet
,
he
lays
me
down
and
,
even
more
surprisingly
,
climbs
in
beside
me
and
holds
me
close
.
“
Sleep
now
,
gorgeous
girl
,
”
he
whispers
,
and
he
kisses
my
hair
.
And
before
I
can
make
a
facetious
comment
,
I
’
m
asleep
.
