Healing Touch

¤Chapter 24¤

"Can you please help me with my hair?" Eleanor asked. "I can't stretch my arm far up."

Roman got up and buttoned his shirt at the cuffs and rolled up the sleeves. He took the shampoo and began to massage it into her sculp making sure to get her clean. Eleanor moaned at the action. She found it relaxing.

Roman watched as her tensed body slowly began to relax and her eyes close. He took the shower head that was attached to the tap and washed all the shampoo off her hair and back. He pulled out the plug allowing the water to run out. He held up the towel as she stood up. He wrapped it around her body before lifting her out the bathtub.

"Thank you." She gave him a small smile.

"For what?" He asked witha  smirk.

"Helping me." She added.

"With?" He continued.

Eleanor blushed and gave him a punch to the chest. "You know why I'm thanking you." She muttered out in embarrassment.

Roman chuckled before allowing he to walk out. Roman looked through his closet for something for her to wear. He had never planned for her to stay her another night so he didn't get Gabriel to bring her more than one outfit.

"I've got sweatpants, clean boxers and a shirt." He stated turned to her.

"The wound needs some air, so boxers." She told him. "And do you perhaps have a bra laying around?" She asked him making him look at her strangely.

"Why would I have a bra laying around?" He asked her.

"Because some men have the tendency to keep a woman's undergarment after a one night stand, either a bra or panty." She explained.

"Are you always filled with facts?" He asked with a smile.

"Well technically everybody is fill with-"

Roman place his lip on her lips to shut her up. "You talk too much." He stated once their lips parted.

"Oh..." She said trailing off.

She began to lotion up as Roman watched her. "What?" She asked him.

Roman smirk. "Nothing." He shook his head.

"Then stop staring." She mumbled.

Roman got up from his seat and walked towards her. He held onto her waist keeping her in place and stared down at her.

"What if I don't want to stop?" He quized.

"I'd clasify you as a creep." She gave him a tight lip smile.

He yanked her forward so now that her body pressed against his. She could feel his member against her stomach which made her eyes narrow.

"Oh really?" He asked.

"Are you horny?" She asked him.

Roman's eyes narrowed before his eyes before letting out a small laugh. "Why?"

"Well I-uhm..." She trailed off looking down at her stomach. "I can feel your little friend against my stomach." She stated.

"My dičk isn't little."

"That's not the point." She rolled her eyes. "I was just asking a yes or no question."

"No I'm not." He finally answered her first question.

Eleanor's brows percked up at the information. Then how big would it be when he is horny then? She thought to herself.

"Am I interrupting something." Danielle's voice echoed.

"Oh my..." Eleanor trailed off as she huffed Roman and turning him around so that his back was facing her. "Don't you know how to knock?"

"Oh so he can see your breast but I can't?" Danielle asked sassily.

"You haven't seen me nude before." She exclaimed.

"We both have breasts, girl please." She waved her off.

She picked up the shirt on the bed and quickly put it on. "Just knock next time and you-" she pointed up at Roman. "Stop smiling like that."

"I didn't do anything." Roman chuckled as he walked towards the bathroom. "And is smiling such a crime."

"With you everything is a crime." She rolled her eyes.

"Touché."

Danielle watched the two go back and forth before Roman had disappeared into the bathroom. Danielle smirked at Eleanor who stood at the foot of the bed.

"What?" She asked her.

"You like him more than you claim to hate him." She walked over to him.

"Despise." She corrected.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." She waved off. "Now sit your ašs down."

"Language." Eleanor pointed sternly.

"What are you? The dictionary in disguise?" She quizzed.

"I think I'm Google in disguise." She smirked.

Danielle rolled her eyes and patched up the stitches. Once she was done she stood to her feet.

"Well as much as I'd like to stay and chit chat I have to go back to the hospital and make sure everything is alright." She stated packing her supplies. "Here are some new bandages when the others get old." She placed them on the vanity stand.

"Thank you." She smiled.

"Anytime." Danielle smiled at her one last time before walking out.

Eleanor took the small blanket that rest at the foot of the bed and went to sit next to the glass wall. It was now late afternoon and the sky was filled with orange and yellow light.

The sun shun through the window kissing her skin. She sighed closing her eyes appreciating the warmth the sun provided.

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I laid in my bed with the covers over my head as I watched videos on YouTube after I had talked to my brother.

It was around early morning and my mother had decided it would be best if she passed out on the couch. It is a Friday night meaning I'm back home from boarding school only for the weekend.

"Get up from the couch you little slut!" I heard him yell.

I'd been so distracted by the video that I didn't hear him enter the house. I quickly shut my laptop off and put it under my bed. Facing away from the door I covered myself and pretended to be asleep just as the door opened.

"I know you're not asleep." His words slurred.

"Just leave her alone Jordan, she's asleep and she needs her rest for tomorrow." I heard my mother's plea.

"Get the fučk off me." I heard a thud like sound.

Heavy footsteps came towards me making my breath hitch. He pulled the covers off and I didn't do anything but give a small stir to prove that I was asleep.

"I said get up!" He pulled up the one side of the mattress.

I fell off the bed only to fall into a dark endless pit...

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"Elley..."

Her breath hitched as her eyes opened wide, her pupils inlarged before they went back to their original size.

"Hey its time for dinner." She heard his voice.

She blinked a couple times before she noticed it was Roman. She let out a deep breath sitting up right and rubbing her eyes.

"What time is it?" She mumbled.

"Around 19:30." He announced.

She nodded. "I'll be down in a minute." She assured.

"The food will get cold." He stated walking out.

Getting up she pushed off the blanket only to realise that its really cold. It was only now she noticed it was dark and raining outside. She went into his closet and found herself a soft cotton sweater. The sweater reached just above her knees and the sleeves went over her hands.

That's what she liked about the sweater and that it was pink and a man such as Roman would be able to wear such a feminine colour even though its for both s*x.

She made her way downstairs and saw Roman sitting down typing away on his phone. He hadn't touched his found yet.

"So what's for dinner?" She asked him.

"Lasagne, Greek salad and red wine." He announced.

"You ordered room service?" She asked as she sat besides him.

"No I cooked." He grinned.

"Really?" She asked him amazed.

He gave her a nod as he removed the lids from the food.

"I didn't know you knew how to cook." She stated looking at the food.

By the smell and how it looked her mouth already began to water.

"There's a lot you don't know about me Elley." He chuckled.

"Like the fact that you like the colour pink?" She asked him with a smirk.

"I don't like pink nor do I hate it. It's a tolerable colour." He simply shrugged.

"Can I have this sweater then?" She asked him.

"No Elley." He shook his head.

"But why? It's so pretty and pink." She stated flapping the sleeve.

"Elley becareful you'll get it in the lasagne."

"What's so special about this sweater anyway?" She asked him.

"My little sister got it for me..."