CHAPTER 26: Maggie
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Maggie came into their bedroom and slipped out of her clothes, pulling on one of Terry’s T-shirts. “Good. You’re already on your stomach.”
“And that’s good why?” he mumbled into the pillow.
“Because you need more aloe.” She sat on the bed near his side. The poor man must hurt like crazy, but he never complained.
“Oh. Yeah. Thanks.” He didn’t sound all that happy about it.
She gently rubbed aloe all over the strong muscles of his back and shoulders. Her hands lingered along his lower back right above that sexy ass. She’d love to give him a massage like he’d given her at the Club, but even the slightest pressure from her hands made him twitch from the pain. She sighed, forcing herself to stop touching that gorgeous expanse of masculinity and rubbed the aloe
