CHAPTER 19: Terry
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The next few days were a blur to Terry. The only thing he remembered was that Maggie was always there. It was heaven and hell because he couldn’t do anything but appreciate her fingers skimming over his hot flesh and her scent surrounding him. He was too weak to touch her like he craved, to kiss her and to f**k her. Even his d**k was too tired to respond. It’d twitch every now and then but standing tall was too much for it.
He rolled over, tossing the covers aside. He wasn’t hot anymore. His fever had broken and his body, although still tired, didn’t feel like it was beyond living. He sat up, drinking the water that was in a cup on his nightstand. It was delicious, like nectar from the gods, and he had Maggie to thank. She really was a natural caregiver. He’d
