James gently cradled Beverly's face and replied softly, "It tickles.""Well, being bitten didn't hurt me either. It just itched a little," Beverly murmured in a bid to comfort him.James could feel her gradually drawing closer to him. He should have been overjoyed, but his heart ached instead.What if she'd been so frightened that her condition flared up? He wasn't prepared for that. Yet, he didn't want to restrict her freedom either. After all, she was her own person, and not a canary in a cage.James rested his hand on the buttons of Beverly's hospital gown. She looked faintly startled but didn't stop him.He undid the buttons one by one and examined the wounds on her torso before fastening the hospital gown again. Next, he removed her pants and, after a moment, carefully put them back on her.Finally, he helped her into bed and whispered in her ear, "Were you really not afraid?"She buried her face in his chest. "Mm-hmm."Beverly fought back her tears, but every time she clo
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