Page 90 of Reclaiming Quinn
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“And that wasn’t an option because I’d made a promise to my mate to come home to him.” He squeezed Quinn’s arm. “And I will never lie to my mate.”
Quinn’s gaze grew soft, and Deke loved being the recipient of that look.
“Let’s get you to the bed. Is it okay if I help?”
“Do you think you’re strong enough to lift me?”
Quinn gave a wolfy grin. “I’m a shifter. I think I can do it.”
And after Quinn wrapped Deke in one of the enormous towels, he slipped an arm under Deke’s legs and another behind his back and lifted Deke from the tub.
Deke had never felt as safe as he did in Quinn’s arms.
