"Epsom salts," she reminds him, biting back her laughter. "In a hot bath tonight, twenty minutes at least."

She ducks under Duncan's chin, leaving Rachat to graze while she offers Tommy some help. Not that she expects he'll take it, even if he could use it as an excuse to get her touching him again.

"An' y'might wanna try some self-massage. Where it aches."

Innocent as the driven snow.

"Can I lend you a hand gettin' up?"


No, honestly, what?