“How are you feeling?” I asked, looking back up to arch a brow at him. “No more fake pain in your ribs, I hope?” Edin snickered. “They’re fine now. The bath helped immensely.” I snorted, running my hand up and down his side, feeling the muscles twitch under the hot, smooth skin beneath my fingers. My stomach flipped with sweet pleasure in response. “Sure it did.” “Mm.” Edin leaned in to rub his cheek against my temple through the fabric of my cap—a similar weird show of affection like before, after we’d fooled around. “Thank you for looking after me, josdo. Did I say that before?”
