"I will bathe, so you don't have to come with me. Also, can you let me go now? My body cannot handle the pressure of being touched right now. My legs feel like they will collapse any second."
Camelia complained as she finally put pressure on her feet.
But the arms around her did not let her go. If anything, they tightened even more before Zayne rested his head on her shoulder.
"You should not wash up alone in your condition. I darned you of a lot of energy, and you can have an accident in the shower. If you want to clean up, I will help you."
Zayne said softly with a determined expression on his face.
The semi-hardness pressing against Camelia's back said something different, and she quickly denied Zayne's advances.
"No need! I think I will manage someone. I feel we would be doing everything but washing up if I allowed you in there with me."
Camelia complained before trying to navigate around Zayne and head to the bathroom.
