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Jenner hesitatedbefore climbing into bed with them. Immy looked so peaceful, snuggled up against Tobias.

After he’d come, he hadn’t been certain he’d be able to walk again. His legs had felt like Jello.

But he’d managed to get up and get into the shower with her. He’d held her while Tobias washed her. They’d taken care of her, praised her, loved her together.

He’d never imagined sharing. But then, he’d never imagined that he’d be able to be with her.

It was magical.

Tobias looked over at him with a sleepy grin. Jenner nodded back at him, aware of everything the other man had given him.

“Jenner,” Immy said on a sigh. “Snuggle in with me?”

“Of course, baby,” he murmured, hearing the hesitation in her voice. “Always. Anything for my girl.”

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Hmm. Where was Tobias?

She headed out of the house and down the stairs that led to the shed at the bottom. She could hear a noise coming from there and figured it had to be him.

Technically, she wasn’t actually allowed to come outside without one of them. But if Tobias was already out here . . .

Jenner was in a creative mood today, he’d said that he was working on a new song, so she figured she’d leave him to it.

Five weeks had passed since her kidnapping and she knew they’d soon have to go back to Nashville.

They still hadn’t heard anything from Isaiah other than the email about Lauren. She was so worried about him, but there wasn’t much she could do to find him.

Immy really didn’t want to go. She wanted to stay here with the two of them forever. During her days, she could play as Little Immy. And at night, the two of them could take her together like they’d been doing for the last two weeks.

It was heaven.

Wait. Nope.

This was heaven. She came to a stop as she saw him. He had his shirt off, even though it was cold and he was wielding an axe like he’d been born to it.

A sexy mountain man chopping wood.

Lord help her.

A drip of sweat ran down his brow. How could sweat be sexy? She didn’t understand.

Suddenly, he set the axe down and grabbed a bottle of water. Throwing his head back, he drank it down.

She could barely stand, her legs had gone all weak.

That was too much.

Too. Freaking. Sexy.

“You gonna just stand there all day, Cherry, or you gonna come over here and kiss me?”

He didn’t have to ask her twice. She practically skipped her way over to him.

“Careful,” he warned. “You’re still recovering.”

“I’m all good,” she told him.

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