Chapter 607

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After their intimate moments, it was still Raegan's responsibility to help with his care.

When he was asleep, he didn't present any problems. However, now that he was awake, it was very different.

Raegan hadn't even started, but she was already blushing.

To add to the challenge, Mitchel teased her: “You're known for your thoroughness. What is the reason for this sudden change?

«You have woken up. What if we bring you a nurse?

His voice became hoarse. "Do you want someone else to see me in this state?"

Raegan's ears burned with embarrassment. He mumbled in response, “Anyway, there's not much to see…”

Mitchel chuckled, his voice deep and seductive. "It's about the performance, not the looks."

Raegan was speechless.

Blushing profusely, Raegan continued with her task.

Despite having done it three times a day, he still hadn't gotten used to it. Only now did she accept that it was such a difficult task for her. The contrast between caring for someone awake and someone unconscious was astonishing.

Every inch of Mitchel's body seemed more attractive upon waking, his aura overwhelmingly captivating.

After getting ready, Raegan took a shower to wash off the sticky sweat.

When she came out, Mitchel held her blushing hand tenderly, a hint of worry in his expression. «Do you feel tired? Would you like to lie next to me a little longer?

Raegan, heart pounding, insisted, “No, no, the doctor will scold me.”

Mitchel pinched her cheek affectionately, chuckling. «What's going through your head? I may be willing, but at the moment I am powerless.

Her laugh in response to his comment allowed him to relax comfortably next to her.

The truth is that I was completely exhausted. The last few days had been mentally and physically exhausting. Only at his side did I find comfort and security.

Mitchel had mixed feelings when Raegan placed her trust in him. She whispered seductively, "When I have recovered, we will celebrate properly."

Raegan, feeling her cheeks burn, turned away, avoiding his gaze.

He longed to kiss her, her shyness warmed him, brought him closer to her.

Raegan was overwhelmed by his unexpected advances. "No more... Or we'll end up needing another bath," she protested.

"Next time, I'll be the one to bathe you." Mitchel's voice was hoarse, which made her cheeks blush even more. He had his own hands. Why would I need his help to bathe?

They lay entwined, neither feeling the pull of sleep nor the desire to get up, treasuring every moment of their precious time together.

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