Danielle had to admit, she had thought Trey was joking about scrubbing his back until he led her to the bathroom and made to remove his clothes with a pain-filled groan.
The sound was enough to snap Danielle out of her shock. It made her grimace and she instinctively reached for him to help. The kevlar vest was easy enough to remove, and it was at their feet in seconds like a piece of unwanted trash. However, after a few more seconds and a lot of arm stretching, she humphed in frustration and stood back with her hands on her hips.
“It would be easier to just cut it off,” she told him. “Less painful too, I bet.”
Trey paused with the hem still gripped in his hands. He had been grinding his teeth against the pain for hours. More so since trying to undress and a new sheen of sweat was begin
