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Wind Pub…
That didn’t sound like a decent place at all.
James’s expression darkened even further.
He didn’t like anything overly scented or feminine, and he certainly couldn’t handle physical contact with any man other than Leila. There was no way he’d ever go to Wind Pub.
Still, he didn’t want to waste his breath arguing with Lily about it, so he simply replied coldly. “Mm.”
Hearing his response, Lily let out a quiet sigh of relief.
Last night, he had been totally out of it-unable to call anyone, let alone express his preferences. Ashton hadn’t even known what to do.
But now, he was fully lucid. If he really started feeling sick again, he could take care of himself. She didn’t have to worry about him dying or anything
“James, could you… could you please get oll me now?”
She had been exhausted from last night to begin with. Her whole body was still sore.
And after scraping her back just now, she was feeling worse than ever.
With him still pressing down on her, the pain in her back was getting worse. She glanced at him awkwardly and spoke in a small voice.
“Mm.”
James’s ears instantly burned bright red, as if they’d been scorched by fire..
That’s when it hit him-they were still in that position, him on top, her underneath.
Realizing what he was doing, he scrambled off her without a moment’s hesitation and immediately put some distance between them.
Lily wanted to find something to cover herself with, but there wasn’t a blanket or a piece of clothing nearby. She could only use her arms to shield her body for now.
James noticed her embarrassment and quickly turned his back to her.
But he couldn’t bring himself to leave the room, not after remembering the way she’d slammed into the nightstand just now,
Her skin was so delicate-her back had probably gotten scraped pretty badly.
There was no one else in the villa right now, and she couldn’t exactly apply ointment to her own back That meant he was the only one who could help.
“Lily, turn around.”
“Huh?”
Lily nearly jumped out of her skin at those words.
Turn around? Didn’t that mean she’d be lying face-down on the couch?
Last night, he’d asked her to do exactly that, and then he…
Was he getting uncomfortable again?
She was barely holding herself together. Given everything between them, they really shouldn’t keep making the same mistake. Even though she was worried about him, she still whispered, “I… I’m not feeling too great right now.”
“I’ll just get you a gigolo.”
Wind Pub’s number and have someone come over to help
James’s expression turned absolutely frigid.
What nonsense was she going on about now? some ointment. How had she
All he wanted was to check the wound on her back and help her apply so Jumped to calling in a gigolo?
Wait…
Realization hit him-she probably thought he wanted to do that again.
And not just his ears-his pale, aristocratic face was suddenly flushed with heat too.)
Okay, he had to admit-what he’d just said was pretty easy to misinterpret.
He definitely didn’t want her misunderstanding any further, Clearing his throat uncomfortably, he quickly said. “I’m fine now. I don’t need a woman, and I don’t need a gigolo either. Lily, I truly am sorry for what I did to you last night. I promise I’ll make it up to you, and I’ll never cross the line again. You don’t need to be scared. I only asked you to turn around because I want to check the injury on your back.”
The bed was a total mess.
The sheets, the comforter-none of it was in any condition to be used again.
James had originally planned to grab the blanket from the bed to cover her, but when he saw how chaotic it looked, he decided against it. Instead, he grabbed a clean spare comforter from the closet and carefully draped it over her.
He had actually bathed her twice last night and even changed the sheets and comforter.
But then, things had spiraled out of control again.
Over and over
That’s why the bed was such a disaster now.
Once she was wrapped up in the comforter and had obediently laid herself down on the couch, James pulled his thoughts back to reality, grabbed the first-aid kit, and sat down next to her.
The blanket covered her back 100.
Being wrapped up like that gave Lily a small serise of security.
But the thought of him inspecting her injury still made her feel incredibly awkward.
Still-her back did really hurt, and she couldn’t check it herself. After a moment’s hesitation, her fingers trembled slightly as she lowered the comforter,
When people get hurt, doctors have to check the injury.
And female patients sometimes get examined by male doctors.
Even in OB/GYN departments, there were male doctors.
She didn’t need to overthink it-just treat James like a doctor. Be calm. Be rational.
Besides, Last night had just been an accident. He didn’t even like women. It was j was no reason to feel so embarrassed.
The silence was heavy. It felt like the air itself was thick with awkwardness.
Just some o ointment. There
Lily fought down her shame and tried to sound casual as she asked. “Jaunes, is the skin on my back broken?
James had been a little distracted.
Hearing her voice brought his attention back to her.
Her back was just as pale and flawless as the rest of her, as soft and smooth as porcelain.
And right now, across that pristine canvas, was a patch about the size of a fist where the skin had been scraped off. The top layer was completely gone. Just looking at it made him wince.
He didn’t know if pain could be contagious, but his chest started to ache just from seeing that wound on her back.
And then a surge of wild, uncontrollable emotion rushed up inside him.
He wanted to wrap her tightly in his arms, to kiss that scraped-up back of hers-kiss her lush, irresistible lips until she melted in his hands.
James was startled by the madness of his own thoughts.
He was suddenly disgusted with himself all over again.
Before, all those times he’d kissed Lily or lost control with her, he could tell himself it was because her eyes and lips looked so much like Leila’s.
Like he’d been bewitched-powerless to resist the lips that reminded him of Leila’s.
But even with her back turned to him, he still found himself stirred.
He couldn’t keep lying to himself.
The reason he wanted to kiss her, to lose control again and again with her, wasn’t just because she looked like Leila.
It was because he was a tickle, unfaithful bastard who had let two people into his heart.
He despised himself for being so filthy. He told himself over and over again that he couldn’t be this shameless.
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