The VIP ward was a luxury suite with all the bells and whistles. Even the bathroom boasted a jacuzzi. Welton International Hospital had only three such suites, and they cost a small fortune. Few could afford them. Eliza's suite was being used for the first time.
"Elle, this jacuzzi is really comfy, perfect for... a couples' bath," Casper teased, flashing a grin.
Eliza glared at him, her eyes blazing, "You said you didn't want to take advantage of me? Casper, have you no shame? I only agreed to give you a chance, and if you keep this up, you'll blow it."
"I was just offering to help you bathe, not suggesting we share a couples' bath," he chuckled, reaching to unbutton her clothes, his lips brushing her ear, "Ms. Eliza, you're thinking dangerously."
Eliza's ears turned crimson. "I wasn't thinking anything inappropriate. You're the one trying to take advantage of me," she stammered.
"If I wanted to take advantage of you, given your current state, I would have...," his slender fingers gently traced her cheek, his voice as soft as a whisper, low and husky, "…had you eight hundred times over."
"Shameless." Her fair neck flushed deep red.
He laughed, triumphant, "Alright, undress and behave."
"Get out, I can wash myself," Eliza protested. Just because she was blind didn't mean she was okay with being exposed, "Hurry up and leave."
"Okay, I'm leaving. Be careful," he said, turning to walk away, reaching for the doorknob.
As the door closed with a thud, Eliza's dim eyes twitched slightly, "Casper? Have you left?"
"Casper?"
"Casper, did you really leave?"
Receiving no answer, she began to undress herself.
And the man, who had never left his spot by the door, watched closely as her fingers moved...
Eliza's figure was stunning, rivaling top celebrities and models, even after having a child.
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