Chapter Eighty-Six
“Rest. Let me take care of you. I want to take care of you after how well you did in Drake’s office.”
Abby bit her lower lip and nodded. She was loving the tenderness of Eli, the aftercare that he was giving her. Eli turned away from her, making his way to the large garden style bathtub that sat mostly unused in the corner of the room. He knelt down, turning the taps and adjusting the water.
Looking around the tub, he frowned when he realized that Drake didn’t have any bubble bath or Epsom salt. Later, he would make a list of things to buy for Abby. A good soak would help her heal faster.
He stood, moving over to the shower and opened up the lids to the body washes. Sniffing them to try to find one that would mix well with her natural scent. After smelling a few, he
