Kiss My Bruises Away

by TheNivNiv

Summary:

Rook had a bad tussle with some Attam at the Crossroads resulting in her side being pretty bruised up. She goes to everybody’s favorite necromancer Emmrich for a check up. Things get steamy.

Notes:

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Y’all know the drill. I posted this at 2am so I’m tired af and I’m dyslexic but we posting this biotch with no beta read.

This is a part 1 of 2. The next part will just be a continuation of the previous chapter.

Hope y’all like it xoxox

Chapter 1

Rook leans over to reach a report left on the table in the library/common area of the lighthouse. The constant pain from her recent injury across her ribs flares up to a sharp jab of pain, and Rook gasp. Abandoning the report she grabs her side instinctually.

Bellara sitting across from Rook on the couch sits up with a worried expression.
“Your side is still hurting you? Why don’t you visit the Professor and let him take a look at it?”, she suggests.

At the mention of Emmrich Rook feels a little flutter in her heart. ‘Wow really?! What’s gotten into me?’

Rook sighs. “It’s late Bellara, I don’t want to disturb him. Especially for a dumb bruise.”, winced Rook as said ‘dumb bruise’ pulsed with pain.

“Rook. What did we say about taking care of ourselves?, asked Bellara pointedly.

Rook visibly deflates as she recites, “That I need to do it.”

Beaming with satisfaction, Bellara says, “ Exactly! Now march right on up there and see if the Professor can help you.”

Shaking her head in disbelief Rook says to Bellara wryly, “Yes m’am.” She then begrudgingly starts the short walk to Emmrichs door. As she walks Rook can feel her stomach do little flips.

‘I can’t believe I’m getting flustered already. It’s not like I don’t have cause though.’, Rook thinks ruefully.

Emmrichs empathetic and gentle nature always made Rook feel at ease when spending time with him. Which is saying a lot when a whole bunch of people are counting on you to fight not 1 but 3 ancient Eleven gods. It’s a wonder Rook can feel anything beyond stress lately. But as the months went on, Rooks feelings started to change from ease to something a little more carnal toward the professor.

‘It’s all because of that stupid romantic walk in those stupid beautiful gardens’, Rook stubbornly thinks as she nears Emmrichs door.

Two Months ago, when Emmrich asked Rook if she wanted to spend some time in the Memorial Gardens with him, she hesitated to say yes. Not to be crude but the Necropolis creeped the fuck out of her. Emmrich and Manfred strangely didn’t, which was odd, but the Necropolis sure as fuck did. But Rook knew how sensitive Emmrich can be around the stereotypes associated with Necromancy and the fear of it resulting in some people treating him differently. The last thing she wanted was to hurt his feelings. So she said yes and before she knew it, Rook was walking down the misty hallways of the Necropolis with Emmrich towards the Gardens.

Something changed at the Memorial Gardens. Maybe it was the way he opened up so honestly about this past and his fear of his mortality or the way his face lit up with passion when he talked about his teaching and his work, or maybe it was the way the ghostly moonlight in the Garden illuminated his handsome features. Whatever it was, Rook left that Garden with a whole new perspective concerning the Professor. A very hot and needy one.

 

‘Maybe there’s nothing to worry about. He might be asleep and not be in his office’, Rook wonders as she opens Emmrichs door.

 

“Ah, Rook how pleasant to see you my dear. How can I help you this evening?”, asks Emmrich as he sits up in his ridiculously ornate chair by the fireplace.

‘Damn it.’, Rook thinks.

Emmrich looks like he was winding down for the night due to his partially undressed state. His usual vest and adornments are absent leaving him in his shirt undone at the neck, revealing skin Rooks pretty sure she’s never seen during the months she’s worked with him. He’s hair usually in its styled pompadour, is more rumpled, leaving some of the dark grey strands to fall against his forehead. His grave gold still on his hands and writs glint in the firelight. It’s undeniably sexy.

“ Ugh and those hands. Why do I want them to do unmentionable things to me?!”, Rook wonders. All the while, Emmrich waits for Rooks response with a kind smile, oblivious to his younger colleagues dirty thoughts.

“Fuck, stop staring at him like a perv and answer the poor man.”, Rook internally reprimands herself as she shuts the door behind her and steps more into the room.

“It’s always good to see you too Emmrich”, Rook replies warmly. “I was wondering if you could help me out with my side here. An Attam attacked us at the Crossroads yesterday and he sideswiped me before I could block. The guy was built like a Druffalo and charged like one too. Not gonna lie, I think a rib is bruised, haha, ouch.”, Rook winces.

“Oh! Sit other here and show me. Let’s see what I can do for you.”, Emmrich says as he starts to briskly walk towards Rook as he gestures towards his work desk.

“Don’t tempt me with a good time, professor.”, thinks Rook wryly as she pulls herself onto the surface of Emmrichs desk.

But all Rook says is, “Thank you for doing this. I know it’s late.” As Emmrich reaches her, he snorts out a reply. “Honestly Rook, I would help you even if you were pulling me from the deepest depths of sleep.”

Rook can’t help but feel her cheeks heat up at the sincerity of his words. “Oh, thank you.”

After an awkward beat that Rook wasn’t quite sure he noticed, Emmrich cleared his throat, “You’re quite welcome my dear. Now, show me what hurts.”

Rook starts to lift up her shirt revealing a nasty bruise on her right side that stretch’s from below her breast band to right above her hip. Rook winces as she takes the shirt the rest of the way off.

“Oh dear! Rook why didn’t you come to me sooner?! This obviously needs seeing too.”, Emmrich says in his stern teacher voice.

“I’m sorry! I just thought it was a bad bruise but then the pain wouldn’t go away. I just didn’t want to bother you with something trivial like a bruise.”, Rook protests.

“What if you had internal bleeding? Hm? Or a broken rib? What then?” Emmrich asks as he starts to examine Rooks side.

“But I don’t. Right? Ouch!”, Rook winces as Emmrich prods her bruise.

Sighing through his nose, Emmrich leans back from examining her side, “Thankfully no. It looks like you just bruised your ribs. It’ll only take a minute to mend, hold still please darling.”

Rook watches in wonder as the ugly bruise taking up most of her side slowly starts to disappear under the warmth of Emmrichs attentions. No matter how many times he heals her, she wont get used to the wonders of healing magic, Rook thinks.

After the green glow of the healing magic vanishes, Emmrich slowly withdraws his hands from Rooks side reluctantly. Rook glances up at Emmrich to thank him but hesitates. With the business of healing done with, Rook now realized how close they are to each other. Their faces are inches apart and she can smell his cologne. Then with a start, she realizes she is sitting on top of Emmrichs desk without a shirt on with said professor standing directly in front of her. Emmrich apparently also noticed this, if the sudden redness of his ears are any indicator. But, before Emmrich could step away, Rook quickly kissed his cheek.

She feels Emmrich stiffen for a second as she slowly pulls away and looks at him.

“Thank you, Emmrich”, she says with a smile.

He looks dumbfounded far a brief moment by either the action in its self or the blatant heat in Rooks gaze but quickly recovers with a clearing of his throat.

He leans in and kisses Rooks cheek with a brush of his lips and barely pulls back before saying, “You’re quite welcome my dear”, in a low tone that makes Rook feel impossible too warm.

Their faces being this close, their breaths were intermingling. Neither one of them making a move to step away.

“Am I crazy or does he actually want this?”, wonders Rook as she gazes at a very close Emmrich.

“Fuck it. Here goes nothing.”

Rook slowly closes the short distance between them with a gentle kiss. His lips are soft and his trimmed mustache tickles her upper lip. Emmrich learns towards her but stops himself before touching her. Sensing this Rook breaks the kiss and nervously licks her lips.

“Crap! Crap! Crap! He doesn’t want this. Maker, he must think I’m such a fool!”, Rook thinks.

“I’m sorry.”, She says turning her head to the side and starts to scoot off his desk.

Rook hears a soft and breathless, “Wait.”

Emmrich gently places his hands on either side of Rooks face, cupping her flaming cheeks loveingly. The cool of his rings a pleasant balm against her hot skin. He directs her to look back at him and brings his lips to hers.

At first the kiss is soft and sweet but it starts to change into something else when all the months of longing is poured into their shared kiss. Rook moves her hands to clutch at the front of his shirt. Emmrich swipes his tongue across the seam of her lips as a question and in response Rook tilts her head back and opens up for him to devour her.

His arms wrap around her as his tongue explores her mouth and everything she has to offer him. Rook unconsciously opens her legs more for him to get closer to her. He does and she wraps her legs around his middle. When Rook feels a bulge nudge her center she instinctively grinds into it resulting in Emmrich breaking the kiss with a gasp.

Emmrichs eyes are dark with desire when he meets her gaze but quickly turns to alarm. He pulls back from her leaving Rook missing his warmth.
“I’m so sorry my dear! I don’t know what came over me, to act so brazenly with you!, he quickly says as he nervously runs his hand through his disheveled hair.

Rook just looks at him in a horny confused mess on top of his work desk. “What?”, is all she can think to say.

Emmrich, looking like he wants to pace, thinks better of it and instead takes both of Rooks hands into his. “Rook, if I knew you had romantic interest in me I would have courted you properly before we, well… “, Emmrich trails off in obvious embarrassment.

“Before we made out on your desk like two horny teens?”, Rook helpfully offers with a cheeky smile.

With a groan Emmrich hangs his head in shame, “I dread what you must think of me.” He brings her hands up to his face as he places a kiss onto her knuckles.

Rook pleased by his sweet gesture and gentlemanly behavior, says,” Emmrich. What we just did could never make me want you any less. Quite the opposite actually.”

Hearing her response Emmrich looks up with hope and desire in his eyes, “ Are you sure my dear?”

Rook lets out an exasperated laugh saying,” By the Maker Emmrich yes! Do you know how long I’ve been fantasying about this exact situation we’re in now!? How long I’ve been wanting to know the feel of your body against mine or your lips-! “

At that moment Emmrich cuts off Rooks tangent with a powerful kiss. He gathers her up into the circle of his arms and tilts her head back to deepen the kiss. Rook gasps in surprise quickly changes to a moan of pleasure as she holds onto him for dear life. Emmrichs draws back just enough to look at her nestled in the circle of his arms through his lowered lashes and while he asks, “ What was it you wanted me to do with my lips darling?”

With a groan Rook pulls Emmrich back down for multiple quick kisses in succession. In between each kiss she says in a breathy voice, “ Anything.” “Everything.” “Please Emmrich.”

With a deep groan from the back of his throat at her last statement, Emmrich leans over Rook, planting each hand on either side of her body, effectively caging her in as she sits on his desk half naked and peppering his face with kisses begging for something even she didn’t know what.
Rook straightens up to undo her bra band and throws it Maker knows where in his office. Emmrichs watches all this with hooded eyes, his flushed face complimenting his kiss swollen lips.

Rook thinks,” Maker if he looks like that, I must look like an utter debouched mess.”

Rook in fact did look like an utterly debouched mess. Her hair was all mused up from his hands and her face was one big pink flush that traveled down to her chest accented by her blown out pupils and her kiss swollen lips. She could feel her nipples hardening from the cold air hitting them.

She extends her arms out to him and rests them on his shoulders with her hands resting casually at the back of his neck. She plays with the soft strands there. Emmrich reaches up and places his hands on her rib cage, his thumbs brushes the underside of her breasts. He leans in for a kiss but not before whispering onto her lips something in Neverran that sounds needy. She feels his hands cup her tits and give an experimental squeeze. She moans out a, “please.” And Emmrich can’t help but let out a moan in response at the utter desperation in her voice. He brings his thumbs across her nipples and teases them. Rook squirms in his hold and pushes her chest into his hands. “More.”

Emmrich smirks into her neck and asks seductively as he continues to play with her nipples, “Sensitive there my dear?”

Rook with her head thrown back and her hands in his hair gasps out a, “Yes.”

She continues to say breathlessly,” Take off the rest.”

Emmrich ,not being one to be told twice, quickly makes work of Rooks simple pants and shoes. When done he places his hands back on her thighs, the shock of his jewelry against her bare skin a sensation she could very much get used to.

“You’re so soft and ever so inviting my dearest. Just like I imagined.”, Emmrich whispers into the skin of her neck in between kisses as he palms the newly exposed skin.

Rook feels herself smile in spite of her self as she tilts her neck to give him better access. “You’ve imagined this?”, she asks.

“How could I not. You’re simply the most marvelous thing to have walk into my life my dear. You radiate life and I simple ask to bask in it.”

Rook isn’t typically one to go after the ‘quoting poetry to you while in bed types’ but damn the man can really talk. Fuck she needs him now.

She feels his hands wander towards the band of her underwear and she lifts her bottom up to allow him to take them off without a second thought. He gently guides Rooks knees apart to reveal her already wet pussy waiting for him. He straightens and says apologetically, “One second my dear my knees aren’t what they used to be.” And grabs a cushion that was on his chair. He promptly puts in down in front of the desk. Rook watches all this in a kiss drunk haze until he kneels down on said cushion which brings her wet pussy to his eye level. Going alert Rook says,” Emmrich you don’t have to do that.”
Emmrichs guides her legs to settle onto his shoulders. He pauses to look at her from in between her legs, the site making Rooks face go even redder. “Nonsense Rook, I want to do this. Unless you don’t want me to?”, he asks.

“No, no. Continue. I was just taken by surprise, that’s all.”, Rook answers sheepishly.

Emmrich puts on a fake air of hurt as he says,” I would hope you figured I was the type of man that took care of their partners desires dearest.”

Rook laughs, relaxing into his hold. “My sincerest apologizes sir.”

Emmrichs eyes twinkle as he says, “That’s better. Now, if you feel the need, feel free to pull my hair.” And with that he dives in with one long lick up her center.

Rook bucks into his face, her hand immediately grabbing hold of his hair like a life line. “Fuckkkk”, she stutters out.

Emmrichs pauses his licking at her clit to say teasingly,” Language dearest.” All the while he is teasing one of his long ringed finger into her tight pussy.

“Can’t. Help. It.”, she pants out. “Fuck Emmrich that feels really good.”, she cries.
At this point he is two fingers deep and is making that come hither motion making delicious friction inside her, all the while licking her clit.

“Show me how you touch yourself love.”, He says. Rook can barely piece one thought together at this point but somehow understands what he is asking and reaches down to play with her clit the way she likes it. After he sees how, he gently removes her hand and replaces it with his own. He occasionally switches it up with his tongue and lips, all the while fingering her through it.

Rook was a writhing moaning mess above Emmrich. She didn’t know half the stuff she was moaning out but apparently Emmrich appreciated it nonetheless. His pleased moans as he pleasured her could barely be heard over Rooks panting curses. Then she felt it, the building need deep in her charging to the forefront. Sensing this, Rook tugged on Emmrichs hair. “ Emmrich! Oh! I’m gonna cum!”, she moans out. He moans, tightening his grip on Rooks legs and redoubles his efforts. Before she knows it Rook is falling over the edge and cumming on Emmrichs tongue.

Meanwhile Emmrich presses gentle kisses to the inside of her thigh as he waits for Rook to come down from her high. When Rooks after shocks subside and she looks down at Emmrich in a daze, he gives her a sum what smug smile.

Rook motions for Emmrich to get closer and with a groan he stands up again. Once in her arms she gives him a lazy kiss on the lips. “How’d you get so good at that?”, she asks teasingly.

Emmrich caresses Rooks sides as he answers, “ You don’t get to my age without learning a thing or two dearest. Besides, I enjoy bringing my lovers pleasure. I always have.”

“Hmmm. Well, speaking of pleasure. I think it’s your turn, don’t you think?”, Rook teasingly says as she nips at his bottom lip.

She migrates her hands toward the front of his trousers where a noticeable bulge is trying to make its self known. She opens the top fastening and whispers against his ear, “But your’e wearing far too many clothes Professor.”
Emmrich visibly shutters at her words and she swears she feels his cock twitch. He steps back and starts to unbutton his partly undone shirt, all the while never taking his eyes off Rook. The smoldering desire in his eyes makes Rook heart flutter and her pussy contract in need. He takes his time unbuttoning every button until everything is off except his rings. Rook can’t help but bite her bottom lip in need. Emmrich is older yes but not anything but handsome. He’s obviously been keeping in shape all these years and it shows in his toned muscles and slender waist. And it’s hard to ignore the considerate erection he’s sporting while he’s gazing at her like he wants to devour her whole. And Rooks decided she most definitely wants to be devoured.

Chapter 2: The rings stay on

Summary:

A continuation of the previous chapter. I hope you guys enjoy! Xoxoxo

Not me posting this at 4am instead of sleeping

Who needs a sleep schedule am I right?

When Rook notices Emmrich is about to take off his rings she asks hesitantly, “ Um, could you keep those on?”

“My rings?”, he asks frowning in confusion.

Rook bites her bottom lip,” Yes.”

Emmrich huffs a small laugh as he steps back torwards Rook.
“Why do you want my rings on dearest?” He asks as he gathers her back into his arms and runs his lips along her neck.

Failing to fight off a shiver, she clutches Emmrich to her, as she replies in a breathy voice,” I’ve always found your hands attractive and it’s silly, but I’ve wondered what your rings feel like.”

“Hmmm. Feel like where my love?”, Emmrich asks in a husky voice as he starts to place kisses along her neck. Rook can feel the hot hard length of him resting against her thigh.

Rook places one of her hands on his chest and slides it down his abdomen. She can feel tiny shivers run through his frame as she gets closer to his length.

“I can come up with a few ideas.”, she says as her hand finally wraps around his cock.
He’s hard and hot in her hand. She gives him an experimental light squeeze.

“ Dearest!”, Emmrich gasps out as he instinctively thrusts into her waiting hand.
Rook rubs her thumb across his head repeatedly, making Emmrich shudder. He buries his face in the crook of her neck as he tries to control his voice.

Rook takes that opportunity to whisper into Emmrichs ear, “ Right now I want to feel the coolness of your rings against my cheek as I suck you off in your chair.”

Emmrich groans into Rooks neck as he thrust into her hand again. Her hand feels wet from the pre cum coming from his tip. She kisses the side of his face before she takes her hand away and moves to stand up from the desk. She can feel the sticky mess of her cum from Emmrich eating her out minutes earlier slide down the inside of her thighs.

“Wha-? “, Emmrich asks confused by Rooks sudden movement and missing her warmth.

Rook smirks at his confused and horny expression and says,” Sit down in your chair.”

Emmrich turns to look at her, his cock twitching from the idea of what she is planning. “My dearest you don’t have to. Just because I-“, he begins.

“ Emmrich just sit in your ridiculously fancy chair so I can finally suck you off please?”, Rook asks with a fond smile. Before he can answer, she walks around his desk and sits down on the floor in front of his chair. She grins and pats his chair. As if to say, “come on”.

Emmrich looks conflicted, his length aching at the site of a naked Rook and her offering. He then grabs the cushion that he used earlier and hands it to Rook as he sits down in his chair in front of her. “For your knees darling.”

Rook blushes as she takes the cushion from him, “Thank you.”

” No reason for your knees to suffer my darling.”, Emmrich says warmly.

The pure affection mixed with desire in his eyes when he looks at her makes Rooks heart flutter again. The site of him sitting there inches away from her fully naked and his hard cock standing to full attention all just for her is a lot to take in. She reaches for his length again.

“ You know, you’re really handsome Emmrich.”, she says as she pumps his cock and places a kiss at his tip.

The blush on his face visibly travels down his neck to his chest as his breathing increases. “ Oh?”, he asks in a tight voice as his eyes stay locked on the site of Rook in between his legs.

“Mmhmm. And kind.” She places a kiss on his cock again. “Thoughtful.” Another kiss placed a little lower. “Genuine .” She continues her trail of kisses until she reaches the base of him. “And so good to me.” With that she licks his whole length from base to tip and sucks the head of him into her hot wet mouth.

“Rook!”, Emmrich moans loudly as he grips the arms of his chair.

Rook can feel herself getting all worked up again as she slowly takes more of Emmrich into her mouth. She closes her eyes and moans around him causing his cock to twitch inside her mouth. He places a hand on her cheek, the cool of his rings a nice feeling. His sweeps his thumb across her cheekbone in a loving gesture.

Rook opens her eyes. She sees Emmrich sprawled in his chair panting as he stares at Rook with hooded eyes. He’s watching his cock disappear inside her mouth repeatedly with raw desire etched across his handsome features.

‘Fuck that’s hot.’, Rook thinks as she gazes up at Emmrich through her lash as she sucks.

She switches it up and starts to suck his head more while licking the slit at his tip and palming his balls.

He tilts his head back with a moan from deep in his throat. Some more grey strands falling out of place onto his forehead. “Yes, that’s it dearest! You’re doing so good for me.”, he says in a tight voice.

The praise goes straight to Rooks pussy and she can feel herself pulse with need. She moans around his cock. Closing her eyes again, she bobs her head up and down faster.

Not long after, she feels his hands gently pulling her off his cock, causing his hard length to pop out with a wet sound. Resulting in a comical trail of spit and cum connecting his twitching cock to her swollen lips.

Emmrich is heavily panting above her, one hand clutching the armrest of his chair for dear life and the other resting on her cheek, as he says to Rook,” I’m sorry my love but if we do anymore I’m afraid I’ll cum.”

“I need you inside me right now.”, Rook groans abruptly as she gets up from the floor and moves to straddles his hips. She places her hands on either side of his face and kisses him. He moans as he tilts his head to deepen the kiss. She then lifts up a bit to guide his cock to her entrance. Emmrich breaks the kiss and rests his forehead against hers as he feels the tight, hot, wetness of Rooks pussy engulf his length.

His hands grip the plush of her hips as his cock fits all the way in, the gold of his rings flashing in the firelight.

“Fuck. Emmrich. Please.”, Rook begs, feeling him bottom out. Their previous activities making it an easy entry for him.

He thrusts his hips up suddenly, jostling Rook a bit. She grabs his shoulders for support with a surprised yelp.

“I’m sorry my darling. Do you want to move to a better place or-?”, Emmrich asks as he mouths across her chest looking up into her red face.

“Emmrich, if you stop right now I’ll toss you off the Lighthouse.”, Rook says breathlessly as she clutches his hair. He’s driving her crazy by staying still inside her, buried so deep.. All she can think about is getting him to move. Rook watch’s as his journey across her chest brings him to a nipple.

“We can’t have that my love, what would poor Manfred think?”, he asks teasingly as he teases her nipple with his tongue.

All Rook can manage out is a whine. She starts to slowly move her hips up and down, trying to get some much needed friction. Emmrich loosens his grip on her hips to allow her more movement but keeps them resting on her rear. She wraps her arms around his shoulders and kisses his neck as he leans back into the chair, taking her with him. Rook takes that as a signal that she can start moving and gets a steady rhythm going.

“Yes dearest, that’s it! Don’t stop!”, he groans out.

The air fills with the sounds of their combined sighs and moans as their pleasure mounts. Rook can feel the familiar need building up in her again as she bounces on Emmrichs cock with abandon. His hands are everywhere, exploring the planes and curves of her body in his arms. His mouth worshipping her with praises and compliments as he takes everything she gives him.

“Look at you, bouncing on my cock so well darling.”, he says is a husky undertone as he tucks some loose hair strands behind her ear. Rook, whose eyes were closed in bliss, opens them to see Emmrichs wrecked face below her.

 

“Emmrich… “, Rook moans out. She feels her center tighten around him in need even more, pulsing.

“Yes, dearest that’s it! You’re doing so well for me my dear.”, he says as he senses her in pending release. Emmrich captures her moans in his mouth as his hands moves in between them. Rook lets out a sound she didn’t know she could make when she feels his dexterous fingers work her clit.

“Oh, oh ,oh! Emmrich, I’m going to-!”, Rooks gasps out.

“Yes my love! Cum for me!”, he says in between kisses on her neck.

That building sensation in her core mounts to impossible heights until she feels it suddenly snap. Rooks world goes white and blissfully blank as her release washes over her. Distantly she registers Emmrich gripping her hips as he thrusts up into her pulsing warmth with desperation. With one last final thrust he, Rook feels his cock twitch inside her and a warmth spread inside. He buries his face in the crook of her neck, holding her to him as they both come down from their highs.

After, they both bask in their shared afterglow, their hands exploring each other in an unhurried pace. Rook with her head resting on Emmrichs shoulder starts to kiss his neck lazily. He hums in satisfaction as he holds her to him, caressing her back lovingly.

Rook looks up at Emmrich and starts to draws little patterns on his chest with her finger, as she says, “Not quite what I had in mind when I asked you to heal my bruises but I wont complain.”

Emmrich laughs softly as he looks at her and kisses her softly on the lips. “I hope my methods were to your satisfaction?”, he asks gazing at her with warmth.

“Hmm, I can get used to it I suppose.”, she says as she snuggles more into his embrace, feeling the dregs of sleep pulling at her.

Rook yawns and adds, “Might have to try a couple more times to be sure though.”

Emmrich smoothes his hand down her back as he kisses the top of her head and replies, ”I think that can be arranged.”