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clenched with the effort to remain upright.
    “I have to shower.” His breath was raspy when he spoke. “The hot water will be good for me. I hate to ask, but can you help me?”
    “Jessie, I really think you need to see a doctor.”
    He shook his head then moaned at the pain it generated. “Captain will put me on medical leave. I don’t need more than a couple of days. Then I’ll be good to go.”
    “If you say so.” She was happy and relieved he hadn’t told her to go home. “All right, big guy. Let’s do this.”
    The shower was an arduous process and an exercise in self-discipline for Alexa. The wolf inside her continued to rage at the punishment Jesse had taken. Meanwhile, her human hormones threatened to overtake her with every touch of her hand on his lean, hard, mouthwatering male body.
    She stripped her clothes off first then got Jesse’s boxers off. Forcing herself not to be affected by the sight of him totally nude, she sat him on the little built-in seat. With the spray carefully directed to avoid pummeling him, she soaped him up as gently as she could.
    His erection, even in the midst of all his pain, was hard to miss. Alexa had to bite her lip to keep from stroking it too long, or caressing his balls. When she cleaned him there, Jesse looked at her from beneath half-open lids. A ghost of a smile played with his mouth.
    “If you did all the work, we could do something to make me forget the pain,” he teased.
    But she saw how his jaw was set, and the grooves in his face deepened.
    “If we did anything like that, you’d be a permanent cripple,” she teased and moved her hands away.
    He grabbed one of them and placed it over his cock. “I won’t be stove-up for very long, Alexa. Then I’ll make you pay for forcing me to wait.”
    Laughter bubbled up from her throat. “Ooh, big bad cop. Are you going to handcuff me and do evil things to me?”
    Wincing, he leaned close enough to put his mouth to her ear. “That’s exactly what I’m going to do.”
    Alexa shivered. She was glad Jesse couldn’t see the liquid of her arousal gush from her pussy and wet her thighs.
    She had no idea how long they were in the shower. When the water finally began to run cool, she shut it off. Opening the glass door, she reached for one of the oversized bath towels she’d placed on the counter. She wiped off Jesse’s face then helped him out so she could dry the rest of him.
    By the time she got herself dried off and Jesse into clean boxers and onto the bed, she was panting with the effort. She put fresh salve on his cuts, got more aspirin into him, and found one of his T-shirts for herself.
    Exhaustion suddenly hit her. Worse than that, her wolf-self, which had been raging to get out at the first sight of Jesse’s bruised body, was giving her no peace.
    Not now. Go back in your closet .
    With fierce determination, she suppressed the urge to change and pulled a sheet over Jesse.
    He reached out a hand to her. “Lie down with me? Please?”
    How could she say no to him? Besides, this way she could keep a better eye on him. She slid in beside him, put her head on the pillow and one hand on his biceps. If he moved, she’d know.
    He woke once, moaning in a low voice. She gave him more aspirin and put more salve on his cuts. Then she resumed her place next to him, monitoring him, unable to relax.
    At some point, she finally fell asleep. When she woke, bright sunlight was flooding the room through the window. In the chaos of the night, she’d forgotten to close the blinds. She turned to see if Jesse was still asleep and found him looking at her with watchful eyes.
    “Morning.” He sounded marginally better than the night before.
    “Good morning.” She lifted herself on one elbow.
    The sheet had slipped down to his waist, and she ran critical eyes over his body. He was a mass of discoloration and swelling.
    “I’ll live,” he told her, as if reading her mind. “Although, at the moment, I’m not sure it’s