After eating, Donovan pulled out a pair of boxers and one of his button up shirts for me and directed me to his private bathroom to have a shower and clean up. He even helped me walk over to the bathroom as I felt weak from everything that has occurred.

I decide to have a bath as I didn't think I'd be able to stand long enough to shower, so I start running a bath when there is a knock on the door, I am sitting on the toilet with the lid closed waiting for the bath to fill unable to move I just call out.

"Its open." my voice was really quiet, I was surprised when the door opened and Donovan appeared. He gave me a gentle smile and held out a couple towels for me, I slightly smiled back and reached for them but instead he set them on the sink and pulled me to my feet.

"Allow me to help, you look like your going to fall over any moment." I allowed him to help me stand and just nodded my head at him. He carefully removed my bra, being extra careful not to stare or touch. Then he helped me pull my panties down and he even managed to take my hair out if its messy pony tail so I could wash my hair.

"Thanks." I whispered as he helped me step into the tub and sit down. He just smiled at me and got everything I would need so it was close. He gave me body wash, razor, shave gel, shampoo and conditioner and even a little loofah puff thing to wash myself with.

"Call me if you need help or want to get out, I will just be in the bedroom." I nodded my head and he left me to my own devices. First thing I did was dunk myself under the water, I felt gross and greasy. I scrub the shampoo in my hair twice before I put the conditioner in and just sat there letting it sit in my hair.

The hot water felt nice, I was starting to feel a bit better and Donovan was right, some food and bath worked wonders and I wasn't even fully finished. I relaxed a bit more before rinsing out the conditioner then drained the tub and turned on the shower to wash my body.

When I was finished I felt like a brand new person, I was still sad and weak but I could stand on my own now. I took the towels and dried myself off and wrapped my hair in a towel. I put on the clothes that Donovan left for me and called out to him.

He knocked first then entered smiling at me as I was sitting back on the toilet drying my hair with the towel.

"Brush?" I quietly asked, he just nodded and went into the cupboard under the sink and pulled out a brand new in the package brush and opened it before giving it to me.

"Thank you Donovan, I do feel better." he smiled as he watched me brush my hair out, I was watching him watch me and a smile formed on my face as well.

"I'm glad your feeling better darling, I like seeing you smile at me." his smile brightened up a bit more as he just continued to watch me brush my hair. Once all the knots were out he offered his arm for support. I took his arm and let him help me walk back into the bedroom.

"Do you want to go to the living room and watch tv or back to the bed?" he asked, unsure of where to take me.

"Will you stay with me?" I timidly asked before deciding where to go.

"Of course my love. I will stay by your side as long as you need." he smiled genuinely at me, not a sad smile like he has been giving me lately but a true happy smile. I have a feeling I just made his day by asking him to stay with me.

"Okay I want to go to the living room. I don't want to sleep again just yet. The nightmares are just to fresh." I shiver in his arms as he wraps me in a hug, I wrap my arms around his neck and stare into his eyes. I am hurt and upset over Beau but at the same time the comfort Donovan is offering helps dull the pain.

I shouldn't be so comfortable with the man who killed my other half for revenge, but at the same time I can't bring myself to be upset with him. He truly cares for me and is showing me how much by helping me. I don't understand my feelings all I know is I don't want to think of things any more. I want to be comforted and I don't care by who.

As I was lost in my thoughts Donovan led me out of the bedroom and into a simple looking living room with two couches, a reclining chair, coffee table, TV and a couple stands adorning the walls. 

The TV hung above a beautiful mahogany stand with speakers, DVD player, PS3 and shelves upon shelves of movies and games. I sat down on the couch and took in my surroundings, it wasn't expensive and fancy as I thought it would have been considering Donovan owns a personal yacht. 

"I know its nothing special, but when I want to unwind, I don't want fancy or expensive. I want comfortable and homey." he chuckles, "Do you want something more to eat or some tea?" he is still standing waiting for my answer.

"Some popcorn would be nice, and just a glass of chocolate milk if you have please." he smiles and heads into the kitchen. I can hear him rummaging around the kitchen before the microwave beeps, deciding I want to watch a movie I get up carefully so I don't fall over and made my way over to the movie shelves.

Scanning through the movies I was extremely impressed with the selection, he had horror/thriller movies, comedies, action and romance all sorted as genre then alphabetical. I scanned and found the movie Deadpool, I have wanted to see this movie since it came out but have never gotten around to it. 

  I pull it out and make a mental note as to where it sat so I could put it back in order after we watch it when I could feel Donovan's presence. I turned with the movie in hand and held it up to him.

"Good choice, its a good movie." he tells me as he opens the case.

"Shhh I haven't seen it yet, I want to so badly." he chuckled at me as he put the movie in and grabbed the remote. He took my hand and led me back to the couch where I noticed a large mug of chocolate milk beside a large bowl of extra butter popcorn. I sit down with a goofy grin on my face, causing Donovan to laugh.

"Don't laugh at me, I love popcorn and chocolate milk. Yes I am aware that is childish." I smile, feeling just like a child.

"I would never laugh at you, I admit I enjoy chocolate milk as well, you could say its my guilty pleasure." he chuckled as he sat down beside me, putting his arm around my shoulders and pulling me closer. I hold the popcorn bowl between us and we cuddle up to watch the movie, no more words are said for the remainder of the meal.