Rainer quickly smoothed his features, although the twinkling in his eyes betrayed his lingering amusement.
He manuvered his wheelchair closer to her side of the bed, and with a gentle , almost teasing gesture , he lifted the tube of ointment for her to see . "Willow, what on earth did you think was happening?" he asked, his voice soft yet laced with mischief. "I only need you to take off your pajamas so I could apply this ointment."
As Rainer spoke in his deliberate, measured tone, Willow's eyes widened dramatically.
Her gaze locked onto his with a mix of shock and mortification.
She had completely misinterpreted his words. Rainer hadn't meant any of it!
The seconds stretched endlessly as her cheeks blushed a vivid Crimson , lending her an unexspectedly charming air.
He watched her, captivated by her flustered demeanor. his resistance melted away, and he couldn't help but chuckle softly, a teasing sparkle in his eyes.
