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Phoenix “A little help here,” Jack groaned. “The water is getting cold.” I scrambled to get one of the towels off the vanity, and then gently lifted Robyn’s limp body into my arms. At first, I thought she might actually be unconscious, but then she mumbled and cuddled into my neck. I left Jack to drain the water from the tub and sort himself out, while I carried my precious bundle back to the bed and started to towel her off. She moaned and mumbled and tried to curl up, dragging the comforter with her. I chuckled softly and continued to towel off her hair. Her pale body bore the marks of our love-making. There were love bites on her neck, shoulders, and even on her breasts, and Jack had left some visible fingerprints along her hip bones. I kind of hated him for leaving marks, bu