Jagger

Under the water, I was tempted to pour some of her body wash on me, but refrained.

I really didn't want to wash her smell off of me at all.

Typically, if a woman didn't want me I'd be gone, but Julia...

Well, she needed me.

Or at least that's what I kept telling myself.

I was going to memorize everything about her illness and when she needed her insulin.

I frowned and stopped scrubbing my body.

What the hell was I doing?

Julia

The soup smelled so good.

I was surprised he could cook, but soup was my favorite comfort food.

Before I could dip my spoon into the pot, the bathroom door flew open and there he stood, naked and dripping wet.

My spoon hit the floor and my jaw dropped as his perfectly large, muscle toned body came into view.

It's like my brain short circuited as I trailed down to his endowment and it was heavy, hanging there like a,-

"What are you doing out of bed?!"

I snapped to and met his gaze.

"Why are you naked?"

"Julia..."

Before I could react, Jagger had me gathered in his arms yet again and putting me back to bed.

"Jagger! I'm diabetic not disabled!"

"You're sick and on my watch so let me take care of you."

"But...you're..."

"Yeah, I'm naked. Maybe we'll both get naked and I can truly take care of you."

Jagger

"God, you could be less perverted."

"What's the fun in that?" I tucked her in, happy that my cock stayed soft.

I didn't think of how she looked in the dresses the last few nights. That probably would have been my downfall.

I don't know why I cared so much since my goal was to bed her in the first place.

This was taking forever.

I couldn't very well take her that night—no, she was too weak.

God, I was becoming a gentleman.

Moose would be proud of me.

Hell, Carlene would be, too.

I dried and dressed only for her to be reading a some sort of comic book that had been resting on her nightstand.

"When did you get into all of this stuff?" I asked, pouring some soup into a bowl for her, "Like, nerdy shit.."

She smiled and placed the comic back on the table, "In foster care."

"Foster care?"

"Yeah, my brother and I were in foster care after our parents went to jail so being bounced around you get a lot of cultures and stuff," she said, "I got hooked on the geeky crap, I guess. It soothes me. I feel like I can go far away into a fantasy world when things get too tough."

"You should just hallucinate like I do," I joked even though she didn't think it was funny, "Come on, Julia. I'm teasing."

"But I,-"

"You can take care of me tomorrow, but I'll take care of you tonight," I found a food tray and headed back to her with the soup and a cup of unsweetened tea, "Deal?"

"Do you keep your end of the deal?"

I sighed and thought maybe it wouldn't hurt to have her take care of me, too.

"I promise to go with you to your new age hippie-dippy friend."

Delighted with my answer, she smiled and did a little victory dance in the bed before digging into the food.