I looked down. At least I wasn't completely naked, I thought.
Connor took off my clothes but left the bra and underwear on. I wasn't self-conscious about my body by any means, but I still felt embarrassed to be half-naked in front of him.
"Lean forward so I can wash your back," he said suddenly, breaking me out of my trance.
"Um...I can do it by myself," I said.
"Don't be embarrassed. It's just me. I know we haven't been on the best terms, but you can trust me. You can hardly keep your eyes open so let me take care of you," he said. His voice was low and gentle. "I'm only going to wash you, nothing else. I swear on my mother's grave."
"Okay," I whispered and leaned forward. I closed my eyes as he gently rubbed my back with soap.
He helped me stand up and held the towel in front of me
