Taken care of

Aimee's P.O.V

"Maybe you'd get a little more color to your skin after a good night's rest." Logan continued in a tender voice but I shook my head.

"Hmm Hmm. dirty." I mumbled, my mouth felt almost too heavy to speak through, but Logan glared at me. "I need to have a bath first."

"You can do that tomorrow. Right now you can barely keep your eyes open and stand on your feet. Let me help you get changed." He held out a shirt of his and moved to take off her top.

"It's fine, I can manage by myself." I was hit by a sudden fierce need to throw my arms around him and beg him to hold me...make love to me even but I bit my lip to prevent the words from tumbling out. I couldn't manage with him tonight, not with what Professor Blackwood told me. Yes, I still held a faint belief towards his claims. Besides, my emotions were too raw and, if Logan came close to me, I might say something both of us would never come back from.

Thank Goddess he chose that moment to stand up and walked over to the d