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and he would do anything to prevent it. He had never hated anyone as much as he hated Gavin Grant at this moment. He rinsed the last of the shampoo out as she grabbed the bottle of conditioner.
     
    He watched her squirt the conditioner in her hand, and carefully run it through her clean hair. He grabbed the round loofah sponge and the soap. He washed her from head to toe, rinsed her off and then pulled her back to him. Although his member instinctively pumped itself up, he was not sexually aroused.
     
    It was the first time he had ever been naked and this close to a woman without needing sex. What he felt was not just sexual; it was something much deeper that he was unable to define. He wanted to hold her close; he wanted to stare at her for hours and appreciate the fact that she was safe, and she was his. He wanted to talk to her about nothing and everything all at once. He wanted to be inside of her head and her heart, not just her sex.
     
    Julian wrapped his arms around her, and she turned to the side so she could lean against his chest. He felt the overwhelming need to be as close to her as possible. He held her as tightly as he could without hurting her; wanting to be a part of her, and needing to be closer to her. He ran his hand down her belly to rest against her sex. He slid the tip of his finger inside of her as he tried to pull her closer to him. It wasn’t sexual; it was an intense need to be a part of her, to be inside of her in any way that he could. He inhaled her scent, trying to fill his nasal passages with her. He pressed his face against her wet hair and breathed deeply—he just could not get enough.
     
    “I can’t get close enough to you.” His frustration ran deep, and he was beginning to feel panicky.
     
    She turned around to face him and wrapped her legs around him. With one arm wrapped around her, he slid his other hand down her back and straight to her sex. He slid the tip of his middle finger back inside of her as he pressed her body closer to his. He finally felt sated when she squeezed him tighter.
     
    They stayed like that for a long time; long after the water had gotten cold. They didn’t want to let go of one another; they didn’t want to move, and they didn’t want to break the moment. It was the most comfort they’d had since the whole ordeal with Gavin started.
     
    “We should probably get some rest,” he said when he finally moved. He sat up, still holding her tightly. With his finger still inside of her, he used his legs to stand up and carefully get out of the tub.
     
    He grabbed the towels, and laid one on the settee before setting her on top of it. He quickly wrapped the towel around his waist and knelt before her. He began carefully to dry her off. When he was done, he picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. He sat her on the bed and grabbed her nightclothes.
                 
    Julian handed her the shorts and a tank top, but Heaven only grabbed the shorts. He grabbed his own boxer shorts and slipped them on. He then jumped into the bed next to her and pulled her against his large chest.
     
    “You need to get some rest,” he whispered as he brushed her hair back from her face.
     
    Heaven lay against his chest and sighed deeply. Her head was pounding, and she was sure she was still suffering from shock, but she felt safe knowing he was close. She was exhausted, but despite everything they had been through, Julian didn’t seem the least bit tired.
     
    After an hour, Julian finally got Heaven calmed down enough to sleep. He lay next to her, rubbing her back long after she had fallen asleep. He couldn’t sleep, and he didn’t want to take his eyes off her.
     
    He finally pulled away from her and grabbed his cell phone. He called his cousin to make sure that everything was all right. After Julius informed him that everything was fine, Julian walked towards the bed. He had just gotten comfortable next to her when Heaven woke up screaming.  He