The Forbidden Marriage. Rebecca Winters

been looking forward to this for a long time, Michelle. Welcome to my home.”

      CHAPTER THREE

      “THERE,” Michelle said from behind Zak as she fit the eighteen-inch-deep plastic wrap around his chest. It ran underneath his arms to fasten in back with Velcro.

      “Your bandages will stay perfectly dry. Now into the stall. Don’t worry about your sweats. After I’ve washed your hair, step out of them and finish your shower. When you’re through, slip on the new pair of pajamas Sherilyn packed for you. I’ve put the bottoms next to the towel on the rack right behind me.”

      The water was already running. It needed to be the right temperature so he wouldn’t react and jar that area of his chest which was healing.

      She opened the stall door and helped him to sit on the little stepladder she’d set in place. Though she was five feet six, there was no way she could wash his hair with him standing up.

      When his head was thoroughly wet she shut off the water and poured shampoo on his crown. Then she began a vigorous massage of his scalp. His vibrant black hair swirled around her fingertips.

      He made a deep sound of pleasure. “That feels so good I don’t ever want you to stop.”

      Michelle grinned. She knew how good it felt. “You’re going to be a new man when you get out. Now, before I turn on the water and leave you, I’m going to wash your underarms with shampoo. Don’t lift your arms! Just let me slide my fingers beneath them like this.”

      Another moan of pleasure escaped. “That feels even better than getting my hair washed. Did you do these services for Mike?”

      On cue her face went warm. “I do whatever I can for all my patients.” But I’ve never had one like you, Zak Sadler.

      “No wonder you’re in demand,” he muttered. “My kingdom for a nurse.”

      Already she could tell his spirits were improving.

      “I’m turning the water back on. Let me rinse your head and underarms, then I’ll leave. However I won’t go any farther than your bedroom in case you need help. Call to me when you’re ready and I’ll remove the plastic wrapper.”