Chapter 278

• After finishing his face, then his arms, the side of his waist, and his thighs, Zayla told him to apply the ointment himself. She took the liniment oil and gently worked the bruises on his back.
• Joaquin Latham’s skin was fair for a man. Under the light, the huge bruise across his back looked brutal. She pressed her lips together and muttered, “Looks like it hurts.”
• “It doesn’t.” Joaquin felt like a hand had closed tight around his heart. His back went rigid, and he could feel the faint warmth of her breath behind him.