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Then I got my hands wet and continued the shampooing process Bella had started. I was going to make this something she would enjoy.
Chapter 7
BPOV
As his hands first touched my scalp, a rip of lightning ran all the way down to my toes and back up. This jolt didn't hurt like a true shock; but I knew his touch was there. But I must have jumped some because Edward said, "I'm sorry I should've warned you I was about to touch you, are you okay?"
"Not really. This is ridiculous. All I want to do is wash my hair."
"Bella, don't worry. I'll help you and make it all better, I promise. It's the least I can do after being a jackass on day one." So once he was done, he rinsed my hair with a cup he found. Then he started with the conditioner and as he massaged it into my scalp and hair. His hands were soft and gentle. It started my whole scalp tingling. It felt absolutely marvelous on my scalp. He just kept gently rubbing and touching my scalp.
"Edward," I finally said because I needed a break from this position. My neck and ribs were tired of being flipped over and rolled almost into a ball.
"Yes, Bella."
"I think my hair is almost dry; you've been massaging it so long."
"Sorry, I hope you enjoyed it; you deserved to be pampered." Then he quickly rinsed my hair. He took a towel and asked, "Can you hold your towels and robe around your body; yet lift up some so that I can wrap this towel around your hair?" I groaned a little at the movement, but Edward quickly wrapped the towel around my hair.
So I stayed curled up in my ball, I asked, "What do I do now, Edward? Everything else is soaked."
"I'm going to step out of the room and you can put a dry towel around you. Do you have another robe in your bedroom?"
"Yes, it's in the closet."
"Do you think you can get out of the tub by yourself?"
"Yes, I think I can do that much."
"Once I bring your robe, I'll leave again; then I'll help you with your hair again."
"Okay." After Edward left me in my bathroom, I grabbed the last dry towel and dropped all the wet stuff into the tub. I wrapped the dry towel around me. With my good hand, I held the wall as I stepped out of the tub. Edward then knocked and said, "I have your robe."
"Just a second," then I went and sat down on the toilet bowl. "Okay. Just open the door and drop it in. Thanks."
"No problem." Edward barely opened the door and dropped the robe in.
I got up and said, "Ugh." I picked up my full length robe and wrapped it around me and sat back down and said, "Ugh," again. Fortunately the sleeves were so big I could get my casted arm in this robe.
"Bella, are you okay?" I heard.
"Yes, I'm just tired now. I've been bending and moving around too much so my ribs hurt."
"Can I come in?"
"Yes."
Edward opened the door all the way and said, "How about I help you get to bed? Then I have an idea."
"Fine," so he helped me up. Once at my bed, I sat back down grimacing again at the movement and looked up at him and said, "Now what?"
He then folded the bottom of the bedspread to the middle of the bed. He asked, "Which pillow is your favorite?" He grabbed the one I pointed to. He laid it at the foot of the bed, "Now, scoot over and lay down." I did very carefully and slowly holding my ribs and moaning as I went. Edward pulled the covers back up over me. He then left and returned with a comb and my blow dryer. He asked me to lift my head and he pulled out the towel. He sat down on the floor and combed out my hair. As he was doing it, he asked, "Is this okay?"
"Yes." I just laid there with my eyes closed relaxing because everything hurt so much from moving around trying to get clean. Right then and there, I decided I wasn't torturing myself with this event tomorrow morning. The next thing I knew, he was drying my hair with a blow dryer. Once it was basically dry, he said, "All done, how's that?"
"Good," I said. "Thank you."
"How are you feeling?"
"Tired now."
"How about your ribs?"
"They're okay now as long as I don't move very much. I just did too much movement in the tub."
"Well, why don't I let you rest? I'll go get you some Advil like the doctor recommended."
"Edward, wait a minute," I carefully reached out my good hand to stop him from leaving.
"Yes, can I get you something else?"
"No, I have a question."
"What's that?"
"Why were you such an asshole the first day on the ride when I met you and since then you've been a perfect gentleman for both Rose and I?"
A/N Sorry I know this was mean but you will get your answer next week I promise.
