Chapter 163 Missed You

• Nolan swooped me back up into his arms and carried me into the shower. The hot water poured down over both of us, sending rivers of blood off our bodies and down into the drain. It felt wonderful, even healing, but it did make me even sleepier too.
• He set me down on a white marble bench and set about rinsing off his own face and hands first. Then he brought over a bar of soap and a bottle of shampoo and carefully knelt on the stone floor in front of me.
• “Can I wash you?” he asked politely. It seemed like a funny thing to be so courteous about, after the way he’d just thrown me around and broken furniture underneath me, but that was Nolan. A beast sometimes, and a perfect, charming gentleman the rest of the while.