Ariel stared at Jayson in confusion.He closed the door behind him and started walking toward her. Without a word, he took the bag right out of her hand.She reached out to grab it back, but he was faster. Frowning, she snapped, "Jayson, what are you doing?"He set the bag aside and took her wrist instead. "Come with me to the master bedroom."Something suddenly occurred to Ariel. She looked at him suspiciously. "You're not seriously…"She stopped mid-sentence, pressed her lips together, then said firmly, "I need to pack. Don't start anything, and don't get any funny ideas."Besides, he was still recovering. There was no way she would let him push himself.Jayson stopped then, amusement flickering in his eyes. He took another slow step forward. "Funny ideas? We're married, you know. That's just normal interaction between a husband and wife."Ariel stepped back. A tingle ran up her scalp as she shot him a warning look. "Are you trying to slow down your recovery? The doctor said
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