She eventually slips off the bed to lay her neatly folded towel across the back of her desk chair, before returning to the little nest Doc's building for her.
One hand clutches her robe closed at the neck as she crawls over to him, trying not to let her mind wander.
"This good?" she murmurs as she leans against him, carefully pulling her hair back for him.
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One hand clutches her robe closed at the neck as she crawls over to him, trying not to let her mind wander.
"This good?" she murmurs as she leans against him, carefully pulling her hair back for him.