Page 67 of My Demon Neighbor
Twenty-Four
Pythor
Codie was warm andsoft against me, his body pressed to mine as closely as physically possible as the hot water rained down on us.
Since he didn't seem like he planned to move, I grabbed the loofah and poured some body wash on it, making it all soapy before running it down his back in long, careful strokes. Once his back was soaped up, I moved lower, taking the same care as I washed his ass and the backs of his upper thighs.
He took a step back, giving me access to his front, and I scrubbed his shoulder, then his neck where the bastard had touched him, before moving lower. When I reached his abdomen, I took special care with his scar, even though it was long since healed. I hated that he'd been hurt so badly, that he'd come so close to dying before I ever had a chance to meet him.
He took another step back, his eyes soft as he watched me, and I went to my knees, soaping up his groin, his thighs, his knees, and then his shins and feet.
Nudging him to turn, I washed the backs of his legs as well before standing up again. Putting the loofah away, I grabbed his shampoo, rubbing it in my palms until it was all foamy before starting on his hair. His curls were bouncy, even wet, and I smiled as I made sure every inch of them was shampooed, scrubbing my nails against his scalp as he hummed in pleasure.
Once that was done, I pulled him under the spray of water, carefully washing off the shampoo and soap as I stroked my palm down his back and then his front. Free of soap, he blinked his eyes open, giving me a squinty-eyed smile that I returned as I turned off the water to put some conditioner in his hair.
As we waited for it to set, I dropped some kisses on his neck, and he bit his lip, knowing exactly what I was doing.
"He will never touch you again."
"I know. You made sure of that," he said, a warm smile lighting up his face.
While the conditioner took its sweet time, I quickly washed up too, then rinsed it from his hair before turning the water off. He seemed content to let me take care of him, so I wrapped a towel around his shoulders before using another one to dry his hair. Then I toweled him dry before magicking up some sweatpants and a t-shirt from his closet.
He decided to dress himself, and I magicked up some clothes on me while he did that, then took his hand, leading him to the living room as I got us some lunch.
We sat down on the couch with our sides pressed together, as if Codie couldn't bear to be apart for even a second, and while the possessive side of me loved it, I hoped he wouldn't lose all the progress he'd made.
We were quiet as we ate, both lost in our own thoughts while Hella napped at our feet now that the 'excitement' was over, and I was just finishing when my phone started buzzing.
Seeing Arnick's name on the screen, I frowned before answering it.
"Hey, Arnick. What's up?"
"Did you sense any dark souls today?" he asked, making me go on alert.
"No, I didn't," I said, though I worried I'd been too distracted to notice. "Did something happen?"
"Not exactly. We were out shopping, and I could swear I sensed something, but it was only for a few minutes. I tried tracking it, but they weren't in town. Whoever it was, they were in your direction, and I thought maybe they were closer to you, and you might've sensed something."
"Can't say I did, but I wasn't really looking," I murmured, glancing over at Codie, who was watching me with a worried expression on his face.
"Think you could look around and find out? I would, but I'm kinda busy."
I winced, not wanting to shirk my duties but also not wanting to leave Codie alone.
"I don't think I can today," I said, but Codie tapped my hand, shaking his head.
"You should go," he insisted, and I frowned.
"Is that your mate? The neighbor?" Arnick asked, instantly curious, and I sighed.
"Yes, he is. No, you can't talk to him. I'll—I'll look around, and I'll text you if there's anything."
"Need backup? I can call someone."
"Nope, I'm good. I have Hella."
"Cool. Text me if you find something."
