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She moved past him and opened the door. When they’d had the house renovated, Gio had the builder's knock down a wall and combine two rooms to make a new, larger bedroom. Along with the walk-in closet and private bathroom, it took up most of the third floor. Carter had said they didn’t need so much space but then never complained about the large bathtub, massive shower, and room for all his motorcycle clothes.

The man loved his leather! It made picking out presents for the alpha wolf easy.

The sheets on the bed were still rumpled from earlier when he’d gotten up in a panic and gone looking for Carter. Mila stood by the door as he lay Carter down. Babette jumped up and made herself comfortable on the pillow next to Carter’s head.

Standing up, Gio surveyed Carter’s naked body. He was filthy from fighting in some dirty alley and there was drying blood all over him. Normally Gio wouldn’t want anyone near his wolf while Carter was naked and vulnerable, but Mila didn’t count.

She was theirs, she simply didn’t know it yet.

“There are towels and washcloths in there,” he said, nodding his head to the en suite. “Could you wet several washcloths and bring them out? I know Carter would like to be clean.”

When she didn’t do anything, he looked over to find her staring at Carter’s cock. Even soft it was a monster, laying against his right thigh. Gio fought a small smile.

“Mila?”

She jerked and swung her gaze to him, her fair face flaming red. “Washcloth!” she shouted and disappeared into the bathroom.

Her loud declaration caused Carter to rouse. “Mila?” he whispered in a hoarse voice.

Gio went to him. “You’re home and safe. Mila’s here too. Faith is on her way to fix you up again. When you’re all healed, I’m going to kill you!”

Carter tried to laugh but ended up gasping instead. “Hurts.”

“I know,” Gio said, feeling a muted version of Carter’s pain. If he could feel it this much, then Carter’s current injuries were even worse than yesterday’s.

Mila came back into the room carrying several washcloths in one hand and a towel in the other. Her face was a little less red, and she was working hard to keep her eyes focused on Carter’s face.

“Here,” she thrust both washcloths at him.

He took one. “I’ll work from his feet up, why don’t you start from his head down?” Gio said, feeling Carter’s enjoyment of this idea despite the pain. “We’ll meet in the middle.”

Mila opened her mouth, probably to refuse, but Gio turned and began to studiously clean Carter’s large feet. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her gently start cleaning blood and dirt off Carter’s face. Although the alpha wolf wasn’t stable enough to pop an erection, he was definitely enjoying Mila’s hands on him.

If anything, this would give Carter the motivation to obey Faith’s instructions this time. Otherwise he wouldn’t heal and be able to show Mila all his best features.

Chapter 9

Mila

Don’t look down.

Don’t look down.

Don’t look—damn it!

Despite her best intentions, her eyes strayed down Carter’s impressive chest. When he’d taken off his motorcycle jacket back at the bar, she saw hints of his muscled physique through his t-shirt. Now she could see that Carter was nothing but muscles covered in smooth tan skin.

You’re cleaning a wounded man!she reminded herself and finished with the last bits of dirt on his jaw. His neck wasn’t dirty, but his right shoulder was filthy. The drying blood and grime was so thick, she couldn’t see his skin underneath.

She focused on getting it off with care in case there was an injury under all the dirt. Before she’d even finished a section, her cloth was too soiled to continue.

“Here, use this one,” Gio said, taking her cloth and replacing it with another. She hadn’t seen him get up, but he had and returned with a small plastic tub full of hot soapy water. He setthe tub on the floor, wrung out a cloth and set back to work at Carter’s feet.

The guy was so big they might need several tubs before they were finished!

When she finished with his right shoulder, she moved to the left. Once that was clean, she had no choice but to start in on his pecs. Sweet baby Jesus in heaven, this man had gorgeous pecs. She wanted to nuzzle her face between them.

Well, now that wasn’t entirely true. She wanted to nuzzle between them after she licked and kissed all over them, including sucking on those small, tantalizing nipples.