She had to give it him, he lay on the bed with his arms behind his head, never once flinching as she walked towards him.
“Whatever you feel comfortable with," he reminded her.
She'd taken the time in the shower to shave and do all the things she'd hadn't felt the need to do in the past weeks since her attack. She'd found some girly shampoo and body wash and had treated herself like she'd been at a spa. It had been on the tip of her tongue to ask if the girly stuff had been for her or if he'd had another woman at this place before, but she didn't want to ruin the mood.
Her hands shook as she made her way over to where he lay. Her brain screamed at her to run the other way and never look back, but she knew that she had to do this. She knew that she couldn't let this defeat her anymore.
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