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I look at him in shock. “You can’t m-ma-marry m-me when I’m like this.”
“Why not?”
“I can’t even walk without s-support.”
“Your father will bring you down the aisle, and I’ll hold you from there.”
“What about the r-ring? It’ll take m-me forever to place it on your finger.”
“I’ll keep my hand extended for you for as long as you need. Even if it takes forever.”
I chuckle. “What will you do about our dance? I always wanted to dance for hours at m-my wedding.”
“I’ll lift you in my arms, and we’ll dance for hours.”
I laugh. “You don’t even know how to dance.”
“I’ll learn. One week is enough for me. Any other problems?”
I chew on the corner of my lip and shake my head.
“Then it’s final. We’re getting married next week.”
He seals his words with a very delicious, sweet, and sizzling kiss.
Chapter 45
Elowen
Once I’m done using the toilet,which I can manage on my own since all its functions operate by voice command, I make my way to the sink and call for Salvario to come inside.
I grab my toothbrush with a weak grip and rinse it under the tap. It’s an electric toothbrush, so I press the button, and it starts vibrating. Salvario comes over as I begin brushing. The vibration makes it even harder to keep it steady in my weakened hand. He lightly supports the end of the toothbrush, just as my therapist instructed, giving me only as much help as necessary, no more.
I lean back against his naked chest. He kisses the top of my head and wraps his arm around my stomach, making me smile around the brush.
Once we’re done brushing, he rinses my mouth, since that’s something I can’t manage at all, neither with a cup nor by hand. After wiping my mouth clean, he kisses my lips, and we make our way to the shower.
Since yesterday, I’ve started using the shower instead of the bathtub, even though it leaves me shaking violently from standing too long. It’s a small push in the right direction.
Salvario takes off his boxers and leans against the shower glass while I manage to turn on the water by pressing the instructions on the touchscreen with my trembling fingers. Every small task takes me far too long, and it frustrates me. But then I catch the calm, patient look on my man’s face, and all that frustration vanishes.
Once I manage to start the shower, I stand under the spray and look at him. He’s watching me get drenched from head to toe, his gaze heated.
“Won’t you join m-me?” I tease.
I see the reaction in the twitching of his hardness, which instantly makes me clench my thighs, and I realize I’m sore. Clearly, I’m in no state to tease him, since it will only leave me more sore, which won’t be ideal for today, considering it’s our wedding.
It’ll be a very private ceremony, only close friends and family, since too many people isn’t Salvario’s thing, and recently, not mine either.
“Don’t tempt me, baby,” he murmurs, coming closer.
He’s drenched within seconds. I thread my fingers into his wet hair, fallen over his forehead, and push it back. He holds my waist and leans down, capturing my lips in a slow kiss. I become breathless within a few seconds, since we’re under hot water and I’m already working hard just to stay on my feet.
I drop my head to his chest and take long breaths, chuckling. “It’s out of m-my s-scope.”
He runs his hands all over my naked back, from the bottom to my shoulders. “You’re already doing very well.”
I hum and move away from him.
