Page 254 of Chaos has a Name
“Was that a good sigh or a bad sigh? Because I can go another round.”
She actually laughed.
“It was contentment. I don’t need multiple rounds. I just needed you.”
Oh, thank God.
Because he really couldn’t do more.
His brain was struggling with being back here, and his libido was no longer in control. Chris was worried about her and all of their family’s wellbeing.
“Good because I’m not lighting the world on fire with sex today. I’m glad we have all bones. I don’t think I could do a marathon of autopsies today,” he admitted.
And it wasn’t often he said those words out loud for anyone to hear.
But she understood.
A girl could only do so much.
When he put his hand on her back, right on her shoulder blade, he felt her flinch. That was when he knew she was hurt.
Oh, Jesus.
“Is your shoulder injured?” he asked, knowing her vest got beat to hell, and her watch, but he didn’t know her shoulder blade was injured.
She lifted her head, and shrugged.
“It’s no worse than usual.”
Yeah, that worried him for quite a few reasons.
“Roll it for me.”
She snorted.
“I’m naked in the shower, you’re buried in me, and you want me to roll my shoulder?”
He stared into her eyes.
“Just humor me. It’s been a long week. First Ethan’s trauma, then three days of getting ready to come back here, and now this. I’m a man on the edge, Elizabeth. Let’s not ruin sex with an argument, okay?”
Yeah, now that…
She got.
Moving her arm, it rolled well, and she didn’t struggle. While it was sore, he’d not bust her balls over it. She could still pull her gun and do her job.
Yeah, they had this conversation a lot here.
For.
Sure.
What was it about this place that brought out the stress in all of them?
When she got up, she stayed under the spray for another minute, cleaning up from their gentle lovemaking. When she was done, Chris got her into a towel, and dried himself off.
She sat there, staying warm in the bathroom. The chill from the rain was dissipating.
