A/N Thank you so much for the reviews and follows and favorites for this story. I'm way behind on updating here and very sorry. Been a busy couple weeks and had more ideas and writing was pouring from the other story and not as much from this one so I went with where the creative ideas were flowing. Next update for Beauty Within the Darkness will be this week too. Almost plane crash time! Possibly 2 chapters there too.
Hope you like this one. Have a great long weekend!
Family time here plus working a lot and my oldest daughter and her husband are moving further away and so we had family suppers and get togethers plus this is our last time watching WWE together weekly and she's cheering Drew and I'm the die hard Roman Empire mom here so whatever happens its our last PPV to watch together before she moves. So I'm writing today cause its my only day off and I need to stay off social media cause I can't watch Clash till later tonight too. It will fun and crazy!
Emily sat on the edge of the tub in the bathroom trying to figure out on on earth to get the whipped cream out of her hair while still keeping her bandages dry. She had wiped the cream off her hands and was determined to try to bath or sponge the rest off but every time she cleaned her arms, more got on her from her hair dripping down. so she needed to figure this out.
Roman had graciously left her alone in the bathroom and had just taken a towel for himself and said he would see about talking to housekeeping and getting them some fresh sheets and blankets.
He had helped her to the bathroom when she made a painful sound just getting off the bed. She realized that the meds might slowly be wearing off and the damage she suffered would soon start throbbing again and remind her of how much she went through just last night.
He had strolled through the bathroom after helping her sit down, pulling off his muscle shirt and wiping the towel all over his bare chest and Emily could not keep her eyes off him. He looked so relaxed and at home in her presence like he was just getting ready for bed, like any night.
She had never seen his tattoo fully and it was wrapped all the way from his arm to his left pec and full of patterns and designs and shapes. She loved the basket weave it looked like she saw on his shoulder, all wrapped up and drawn so delicately, each strand tucked into the next. Rope like designs wrapped around his arms in different areas too and wound like bands stretched from one side of his bicep to the other.
Emily looked up now at the standing shower on the other side of the room but that too would soak through her bandages and ruin all the hard work Dean had done in getting her fixed up. That and standing up for a long time did not sound any kind of appealing to her and she was already tired just thinking about it.
Then there came the dilemma of changing too. There wasn't even anything to change into here either and in all their craziness Roman had gotten his shirt she was wearing plus her shorts all sticky and slimy with pancake and cream.
She had loved every minute of it and had never felt more alive, more sexy and had more fun but now she still had no idea how to get clean and her skin by her stitches was starting to ache.
"Roman!" she called out, thinking she had heard the door open and close before and hoped he was back from getting clean bedding.
She was quiet and waited and soon a soft knock was on the bathroom door. "Come in."
Her sweet hero popped his gorgeous head in and raised his eyebrows at her. "You called beautiful?" He was more dressed now too it looked like, just in navy exercise shorts and a white tank top.
She blushed and her eyes dropped from his, thinking she must look far from beautiful all covered in pancake crumbs and cream. This kind of mess was unheard of in Hunters house. He would have thought she looked ridiculous.
Roman looked like he caught her hesitancy instantly and moved into the room and knelt on the floor at her feet and tilted her chin up to look back at him. "You are doubting my nickname again aren't you?" His eyes met hers and she swallowed before nodding slowly.
"Emmie," he scolded, his tone dropping an octave. "You look so freaking sexy all covered in cream and pancake baby girl. Unbelievably beautiful." He accentuated the last two words and raised his eyebrows again, wiggling them and smiling at her, his gray eyes shining with an adorable loving look back at her.
But he looked like he could see quickly her mood wasn't quite as upbeat or that him trying to cheer her up wasn't working as well as he was hoping and he rubbed his palm on her bare knee.
Roman nodded and squeezed her leg gently. "I know you are tired Em and I'm sure its starting to hurt all over right?"
She nodded slowly and sighed and was happy he could see that. She was tired.
"I wanted to totally lick it all off you baby. And you look so freaking hot like this. Don't ever doubt that thought okay?" Roman spoke confidently and to illustrate his point he did lick a path up her arm with his tongue, catching all the cream and pancake along the way as his eyes never left hers.
Emily's gaze was locked to his too and she was so glad she was sitting or she might have damn near fallen over at how much like jelly he was making her feel at just that one simple but oh so sexy movement.
Roman smiled, his lips and part of his goatee now dripping with more cream and he leaned in and pressed his mouth to hers, softly and gently, and she sucked the sweetness from his lips and tongue.
She was smiling once he pulled back and feeling much better and more confident in his words. She was tired but kissing him always felt amazing.
"Okay then, " he smiled back. "Now what was it you needed?"
"Um, I literally have no idea how to get cleaned up, especially my hair, which keeps dripping everywhere else and not get my stitches wet and I probably need to keep the bandages dry right?" She looked up at him for confirmation and he nodded at her.
"Yeah you should at least for a couple days." He scrunched up his face in a cute way and looked deep in thought. "Umm, give me a bit and I will be back. Okay?"
Emily nodded and watched him stand up, her head lifting to smile back at his more than puzzled but adorable expression. He bent down and kissed her again and was out the door and she heard the motel room door slam shut a moment later and she just decided to maneuver her way to the rug at the front of the tub and curl up and lay down till he got back.
Everything was starting to hurt and she curled into herself and waited and pulled her legs up to her stomach. She closed her eyes and even pulled a clean towel from on the side of the tub over her and decided to rest till he got back.
The door creaked open and she opened her eyes, blinking at the bright light to see Roman kneeling down beside her and looking down sadly in her face. "If you wanted to rest I could have carried you to the bed till I got back. You didn't need to sleep here on the floor."
She pulled herself to sit up and yawned. Even a short nap felt better. "It's fine. I was too tired to move." She looked up at him, her voice a scolding tone. "Besides Dean told you no more lifting me. You don't want to mess up your stitches again."
Roman looked like he knew she was right but he still would have done it anyway and she knew it. "I got an idea we can try."
Emily fought another yawn and saw him holding out a couple small ziploc bags and a roll of duct tape. She eyed him curiously and wondered what those things would do to help and he smirked all cute back at her.
Roman laughed. "Sorry I didn't have any better tape, but this was from our friend in the closet so I think it could still work. If you want I can tape the plastic to the bandages and that way they stay covered at least long enough hopefully for you to get your hair washed.
He gestured to the tub too. "I thought you might really like to soak and relax before bed after everything too rather than trying to bend all awkwardly in the sink under the water to wash your hair."
Emily thought about it and nodded. That did sound like it could work and she didn't want any position to hurt more. And soaking in the tub sounded amazing. It looked like nice and big and a deep tub too that she could really sink down in ease all her sore muscles. It had a hand held sprayer too so that would help too for her to get her hair washed.
Roman was already starting to rip tape pieces and lining them up on the counter and she moved over to sit on the toilet closer to him. This could work. She lifted her hair up off her one shoulder and tilted her head to the side and Roman met her eyes and smiled laying the small plastic bag over the bandage and taping up all 4 sides to seal it up.
Emily looked back at him. "Is it going to hold?"
He leaned in closer, examining his work and she felt his lips lightly pressed to her neck before he pulled back and found her eyes again. "Hmm mmm. Yep, you should be good. You can test it with just the water wand first and not the full bath tub but I think so."
She felt butterflies in her belly at any kisses from him and could hardly remember what he just said to her but nodded. She lifted her shirt by her stomach next and Roman was ready to put the bag over that bandage and she felt him stroking the skin around the wound.
She looked back at him to see him biting his bottom lip and she moved closer to stroke her palm down his cheek. "Hey sweetie, remember to let me in too right?"
He nodded but still kept his eyes down, their gaze on her wound. "I know Em. I'm trying. A broken beer bottle though right? I just literally can't wrap my mind around how someone, how anyone could ever..."
And he dropped to his knees right there in the bathroom and pulled her body in closer pressing his lips to her bare skin around her wound. The movement startled her since he had shifted from leaning on the counter to bending down and cradling her waist in his palms in almost the blink of an eye.
She had kissed him there. Right around his knife wound. Last night. When she had been so shocked he had shown up in the house right beside hers and after he rejected her at the hospital and she didn't want to let him go at all.
Her one hand was still holding her shirt up while the other reached out, and just like Roman had when she had done it...her hand clenched in his hair, sinking her fingers between the silky strands.
Emily whimpered at the intimacy of his mouth on her belly and his palms slid up her back, on top of his shirt but cradling her body in his arms. She felt like she was trembling under his soft lips, licking and sucking and tasting her skin and she pulled him in closer, tugging his hair harder.
"Mmm Roman," she gasped and felt his hands wrapped around her sides and she loved that he was making something that had been so ravaged, so brutally attempted to be scarred feel so good and so soothed by his touch.
He was the first to break the connection and look back up at her. "I'm sorry I'm not sure what I was thinking... I was just trying to fix it."
Emily pulled his face up to hers. "And you did. Back when I kissed you like that you were not ready and you pulled away from me and sent me back to him. Roman I should have been honest with you. I should have told you why I was so desperate for you to take me away and why I didn't feel safe. You did help now...so much."
He smiled softly back at her and she nodded to him. "Okay. thank you for that. Lets get you cleaned up. Sorry, my emotions are all over the place tonight."
Emily smiled back. "Mine too Roman really. But don't be sorry. I loved it."
He looked bashful again, if that was even possible and she was in awe of how sweet everything was. He taped up the bandage there and then they moved on to the one on her leg and then her hip too. The last bad one was still on her inner thigh and Roman looked uncomfortable to touch her there. But she nodded and smiled again mouthing that it was okay and he spread the bag over the bandage and carefully taped it up on all sides.
Roman caressed her leg as he finished and she let her eyes fall closed at the soothing feeling of his fingers and smiled, as she leaned her head to his as they finished up.
"Okay, so I'll let you bath and I will be right outside if you need anything," Roman stood up from kneeling in front of her and rubbed his hand over her bare knee and smiled. She just sat there watching him as he got the water running in the tub and moved around it to both taps and the bottles by the side before laying out a couple towels for her and was out the door and back again.
"Housekeeping gave us a couple more towels after I tried to explain what happened and why we needed more. The younger woman there looked rather upset at all the mess on the sheets but the older lady was just grinning at me and I think she has a crush on me now." Roman smiled at Emily.
She laughed and pointed. "They could probably see the cream still in your hair too right sweetie?"
He nodded, smiling again. "Oh yeah, that was very obvious. I probably should still shower yet. Oh and when the older woman handed me the fresh sheets and extra towels she winked and asked me if I had an older brother or a single dad or uncle. She whispered to me that she didn't hear that kind of thing often anymore and pretty much gave us her blessing for a happy life. I heard her scolding the other woman telling her to let the young kids have fun as I walked away and I heard the word kinky and as the other lady was rattling on about how expensive it was to clean the carpet etc."
Emily burst out laughing and she could just imagine how all of that would have looked with Roman coming out of the room looking like that while asking for fresh bedding.
"Anyways I think you have everything you need. I will be right here and just getting the bed ready," he said and moved in for one more soft press of his lips to hers and she met his kiss and let her eyes fall closed and moaned against his mouth covering hers.
Emily watched him go and quietly close the door behind him. She went to the bathroom, changed her pad and even saw a couple tampons in the bag that Roman had packed from the hospital and decided to see if that would be any easier with having a bath. His shirt on her was sticky and so she slipped it off and tossed it to the floor along with her underwear before climbing in the tub and testing the water with her toes. It felt so nice and warm.
She stepped in and was surprised to see that Roman had added bubbles too and hadn't even seen that there was bubble bath but the tub was slowly filling with a sea of white soft shiny bubbles.
Emily was careful and didn't want to get all the bandages wet at once so she decided to try just the shower wand to see if that would be enough to test if the plastic would hold. She pulled the plug to let the water fill the wand and the spray came up nice and full and had multiple settings. She angled it toward the wall and her belly slightly and sprayed it over the one bandage and then looked back at it and it looked like the tape held all the sides tight and nothing got through.
She was still standing and decided to try another settling on the spray wand and it came out way faster and way harder than she expected and she started losing her balance and slipped and slid right down into the tub with splash!
The spray wand sunk into the water so at least that didn't make water go everywhere but the water that had been steadily rising so she could enjoy a nice deep soak had now splashed up and over the sides and she felt like whale had breeched as she slipped.
"Emily!" Roman's voice was at the door in an instant and he was knocking. She hadn't really hit her head on the side but the whole fall had startled her and her head at gone under for a few seconds and she was flipping her hair back and gasping as she heard the more insistent knocking before suddenly the door was pushed open and he was racing to her side.
Within half a second he had stripped out of his tank top and laid it over her in the tub and pulled her up from the water to make sure she didn't sink down again and she coughed and gasped again. He grabbed for the taps to turn them off and turned back to her as she was still trying to focus on what happened and take in deeper breathes.
"Hey, Emmie you okay? I heard the loud splash and I knocked and I tried to be a gentleman and stay out but I got scared for you when you didn't answer."
She was nodding and coughing again and leaned her head to his bare chest. "I'm okay. Thank you." Emily was smiling up at him. "It was stupid really. I was trying to be careful with the bandages and I was testing them out with the shower wand. But I just wanted to try a different setting and it must have been like deep massage or something cause the water came out so fast and I was still standing. I slipped in surprise and pretty much am such a clutz."
Roman was cradling her in his arms, still over the tub and he dropped his head to her chest and his eyes fell closed. "You are my adorable clutz baby girl. I'm just glad you are okay. "
"Yep I just dunked myself and feel pretty stupid, but I'm okay." Emily smiled and he lowered her gently back in the bubbles and she leaned back on the edge of the tub just watching him crouching down beside her. She was clutching his discarded tank top to her chest but the bubbles still made quite the barrier to hide her bare body from him. Everything about this felt very intimate and she wasn't sure what she was ready to handle.
"Well how about you let me help you at least get cleaned up and then you can relax and get a better soak in the tub," he suggested. "As long as you promise me you keep that sexy butt down and don't stand up to do things when you aren't all that steady after everything."
Emily looked down at the more than revealing way she was dressed and how they planned to do this if she let him stay and help. "Okay but I don't exactly have a swimsuit here Roman and I'm not ready for..."
He stood back up off his knees and looked so damn hot wearing just the navy gym shorts and Emily forgot anything she was planning to say. Roman walked out of the room a minute but was back with more of his clothes and held them out to her and she grinned.
"Options?" he smiled at her. "You didn't want to bring anything back from your place and I haven't really even thought to go shopping for you with everything that has been going on. I could go pick up some stuff tomorrow, but for tonight we got guy stuff and that is all I can offer you."
He showed her a black under shirt and even a pair of his own black boxers it looked like and she smiled at the gifts and she took them in her hands. "These are more than perfect Roman thank you."
He smiled back before turning around without even being told and she stood up slightly, a little wobbly and Roman held out his hand behind him, keeping his back to her. "Careful baby," he called out.
He sat on the edge of the tub as the water swished and she held tight to his hand and shifted around and got the black tank top on and she moved around and lifted one leg and then the other to slip on the boxers.
"Okay, all better," she called out and he turned back around. She knew so many more of her bruises and cuts were visible like this and she could see herself in the mirror across from the tub but his smile and the way his eyes darkened as he looked at her made her lips curl up in a bashful smile and he lifted her chin up with one finger to meet her eyes.
"I said it before that you looked so good in my clothes...but wow baby," Roman trailed off. "Just wow."
Emily smiled again and could not get over how different he could make her feel than anyone ever had. She handed him the wash cloth and he slowly helped wash any more remnants of the food on her arms and up over her neck and shoulders. She carefully used another one on her legs and stomach, careful of the bandages. He washed her back too and Emily leaned forward more and moved her hair out of the way.
Then he suggested they drain the tub to get it all clean and rinse out her hair and then he could help her wash it better in clean water so she pulled the plug and just leaned back on the edge of the tub, her arms under her head and watched the water slowly get lower the lower.
They both were quiet and Roman turned on the spray and helped her stand again and got any more crumbs off her legs and arms and turned her around as it drained. Before she flipped her hair back in front of her face and he rinsed it all out letting any and all the pieces fall out and down the drain.
Emily stayed half kneeling in the tub, and he leaned over using the wand with one hand and helped move his fingers through her hair with the other.
"There I think we got the worst of it," Roman spoke finally breaking the silence that they had been in the last few minutes. It had felt comfortable, relaxing, peaceful. It felt like everything her world had never been. "Do you still want me to refill it to soak for awhile?"
She looked up at him and saw the cream still in his hair too. "I can help you too?" She smiled and looked at him thinking how fun it would be to help him shower or get cleaned up too. "If you have a way to keep your bandage clean?'" Emily ran a finger down his abs and heard a catch in his breath but he looked down too and nodded to her.
"I uhh, I can tape it up too," Roman mumbled and turned around and scrambled to looked around on the counter for the tape and more plastic bags. She giggled under her breath that they must look so silly like this but it was worth it to get cleaned up and then soak in warm water too. So she held the wand up and rinsed herself more while watching him carefully tape the bag to the bandage on his stomach and then look back up at her.
"Okay Em, you want to help me?" he looked nervous and shy again. Her big strong hero was being all stuttery.
She nodded. It was safer not to speak cause she might reveal how nervous she was too. But now she needed to talk cause this she was going to fall if she offered to help him get cleaned up in the tub.
"Could we maybe move to the shower then and fill the tub so I can soak yet after?" Emily said quietly. She was proud she said that much with him so close dressed like that.
Roman nodded and sounded like he was thrilled with the idea and she reached for him and he helped her up and over the side. She was in his arms, closer than she had ever been. Her clothes, or rather his were dripping off her as she stood there, her arms around his waist as she looked up at him and had no idea what to say.
Silence felt so charged with electricity right now and he stared down at her too but also didn't say anything. His eyes were just so dark. He led her across the room and opened the shower door and turned on the taps till it was nice and warm and ushered her in.
He stepped in still wearing the gym shorts too and stood in front of her, so close she could see every single line of the tattoo so clearly.
Roman moved to the wall but then paused and turned first to her, his thumb and forefinger under her chin and leveling his gray eyes to hers. "No falling okay?"
Numbly she nodded to him. Having barely any ability to even process the words with his half naked body so damn close. She had literal chills race through her
She was falling... Falling in love.
Swallowing thickly she fought with her brain to actually process what he meant. Don't fall. So hanging onto something would be a good plan...
Right then the edge of the shower door was the closest thing and her fingers gripped it like her life depended on it to keep herself upright right that minute.
Emily watched him smile once more before turning to lift his head to the spray of the shower in front of them both.
He tossed his gorgeous long hair all down his back, shaking his head back and forth, likely to shake the crumbs out of it...but all Emily saw was a damn Baywatch rerun...
She used to watch that show with her grandma all the time after school... and loved the slow motion running...Chandler and Joey from Friends loved the slow motion running...
Roman right now was all that and so much more.
He was shaking his long hair back and forth as he laid his palms on the wall in front of him and leaned back just a bit to tip his head back, his eyes closed. Oh God..
Her eyes were so wide, and she watched the water above him and gripping the edges of the shower wall since the door was now closed, praying she wouldn't fall just like he told her.
The water soaked his face tilted up and he moved both his hands up and over his forehead to brush the hair back and then move his hair all the way down as the water fell in streams down his back, rippling over the tattooed part but falling like silk down the shoulder that was nothing but naked smooth skin.
It was a small shower stall and she was starting to feel light headed. He had told her not to fall and she scrambled for something to hold onto more than the walls that felt so slippery or she was for damn sure going to fall again...
Fingers moved forward and clutched fast at bare skin, holding tight to his waist, sliding her palm around to his stomach and she could feel the breath just sucked out of her at speed her heart was racing.
She felt like she was shaking and yet his warm skin felt so so good.
She was remembering last night...him so hungry for her, saying he knew she was still bleeding but what he wanted when she had begged him to to take her to his bed...
"God, don't cry. Please baby."
His voice cracked as he spoke and he stroked a thumb across her face and wiped away the tears, his eyes teary too.
He shook his head and backed up more.
"I can't. Take you to my bed as much I think I want to...
oh God Em...I need to go. This is just...Not a good idea at all.
I wanted a fresh start here and got a great job and people took chances on me and I need to focus on that.
An affair with a well known police man's wife... is not what I...
I can't...
I know you are bleeding still but fuck..
I take you to my bed now and I swear I would have you in the god damn shower..."
Emily watched him as he spoke, his eyes darkening, and she felt a hunger she hadn't felt in so long just rush through her at his words.
God, she wanted that too.
And now they were right here like that in the shower...
And Emily had no idea what she wanted.
Minutes ago she thought she did. Now all she wanted was to reach forward and pull the silky smooth skin of his naked shoulder in her mouth and taste more of him.
Roman turned his head back toward her, his now wet and stringy long locks all framing his face and she knew he could feel her hand on him. She could feel him trembling under her fingers.
"Emmie," he breathed, and she saw him find her eyes.
Her one arm was wrapped around his waist anchoring her and she felt his hand sneak in and hold hers too just lightly on top of hers but his right hand hadn't moved as his left was still laid on the wall in front of them.
She braved speaking, wondering if her tongue would cooperate.
"Roman, I'm trying not to fall..." but as she whispered that, she just could not resist moving closer and pulling him in as the water cascaded down his back and she sucked the skin of his bare shoulder in between her lips, her eyes locked to his.
Emily pressed her whole body against his back, as she kissed, sucked and licked a path across his shoulder to the back of his neck and Roman's head fell down against her own shoulder as she heard him moan in her ear.
Suddenly he had scooped her up and pressed her against the wall. "I'll won't let you fall baby girl," he breathed out fast before his mouth crashed down hard and fast on hers as the water rained down on both of them.
In seconds he had lifted her up off her feet and she was straddling his body against the wall. Emily moaned too and broke the kiss. "Roman...ohh God... Dean said..!"
He shook his head and covered her mouth fully, silencing her objections "You are worth it. Worth everything..." he breathed between heated kisses. He blazed a path of fiery kisses from her mouth to her throat and down her neck and sucked and licked at the hollow of her throat.
Emily had buried her hands in his hair and thrown her head back, her eyes closed and feeling rocked by all the sensations crashing through her. Everything felt so amazing. She felt his head nudging the tank top sleeve lower, his tongue licked a path across her shoulder, the sleeve falling to drop down her arm. The shirt slipping down as she was panting, her chest rising and falling as the water fell down above them.
Roman went still lower and Emily's head was back, her hair falling down behind her and she felt his lips surround her hardened nipple through the soaking wet tank top and she cried out and clutched hard at his hair, her nails scraping at his scalp. "Oh God, " she whimpered and pushed her hips against his. He pulled back to gaze in her eyes and she nodded to him without a word. More...
Emily was breathing heavy still and her whole body felt on fire with excitement and she lifted her hands above her head. She loved the way he was looking at her right now.
Roman smiled back so broadly and carefully pulled the dripping wet tank top up and off her and kept his eyes on her face just like before.
"Are we still okay? You sure?" he asked, like he wasn't sure she was sure. He could sense something was wrong.
She held his head in her hands and just stared at him. He looked back at her with loving eyes too. Emily felt so choked up and just felt tears as she stared at her hero. She wanted this, more with him? She wanted to show him how much he meant to her. But was she ready?
And just like that she shook her head as tears started streaming down her cheeks. "No I'm not okay..."
He was fast to grab for the discarded tank top and pull it back over her and then wrap her tight in his arms. He held her like that in silence for a few minutes just letting her cry on his chest before he pulled back to look at her.
Roman stroked a finger down her cheek and tilted his head down and raised a brow. "What's wrong beautiful? There is no pressure for anything. Please know that."
She smiled at him and cupped his face. " I do... I do know that. I feel like I don't deserve you. Like this, can't possibly last. I want so badly to give you more of me. All of me. Every time I want to try to move forward or be brave with more I get scared. I feel like I will just wake up and this will all be a dream. Like Hunter just gave me really intense drugs and is just waiting for me to come down from the best high I have ever been on and is waiting on the other side in a dark room with chains and more beatings."
Emily started crying more and Roman sat them down in the bottom of the shower and cradled her in his lap, wrapping his arms fully around her. again "I'm so sorry I am such a mess. I have no idea why you would even want me. There are so many girls that would fall all over themselves for someone as amazing as you Roman."
Roman rocked her in his arms and kissed her head. "God baby I am so sorry. You are my mess. I'm a mess too. And I would tell you a thousand reason why I want to be with you but you probably don't want to really hear all that now. You just have too much fear talking and need sleep. How about we focus on that okay? And save the talking for tomorrow? Save the bath for tomorrow too?"
Emily sniffled and nodded, curling closer in his arms as the water fell down over them.
Roman stood up and helped her up too and got her a towel to wrap her in. "Now stay here and don't move okay. I will be right back." He slipped back in the shower and it looked like quickly washed his hair and body and got a towel for himself before wrapped it around his waist and coming back to her.
He turned away and she slipped out of the wet tank top and boxers and he then kept his eyes on her face the whole time and helped her dry her whole body carefully and helped her in some clean and dry gray boxers and a white long sleeved dress shirt of his that she buttoned up more than halfway.
Roman helped towel dry her hair more too and then carefully pulled the plastic bags off her bandages and checked the wounds and they all looked good. The dressings would not need to be changed till the next day.
She got ready for bed and used the bathroom and got a pad to use and disposed of the tampon and brushed her teeth and washed her face.
Emily felt much fresher and climbed back into bed and brushed her hair too and saw Roman was ready too and used the bathroom for a few minutes himself to shave and wash up and crawled in with her. He was dressed in more gray gym shorts and a black muscle shirt too now.
The room was quiet and lights dim and night sounds soft as the moon shone in the windows. Emily was so sleepy and happy Roman had been able to get the bed made and cleaned up. He got the IV running for another bag and added more pain meds too it too so she hoped they would kick in soon because everything was starting to hurt more.
She laid her arm out in front of her to avoid the needle getting pulled on and snuggled back against Roman. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in against him tight and she closed her eyes. "Don't let go k?" she whispered into the darkness.
Instantly she felt warm soft lips on the back of her neck. "Mmm nnn. Never baby girl. I will hold you as long as you need me."
Emily was ready to whisper 'What if it was forever?' But she heard soft snoring already coming from behind her and the nose buried by her neck giving out heavy breaths of air.
She nuzzled deeper against him, pulling his palm in under his shirt on her and laying it across her stomach, so his arm was all the way around her and she closed her eyes. His hair was damp and soft and falling all down her body too like more of a blanket than the actual blanket was and everything felt so so safe.
So Safe.
No falling...Yeah right.
She was pretty sure she was already in love with Roman Reigns.
That was not safe at all...