Slow Recovery A Breeding Fantasy
Dani rested her head back on the pillow, sighing comfortably upon contact. Usually she hated the sad, flat pillows that Jacob bought for their apartment, but after spending a week in the hospital she was happy to return to the awkward, cold fabric. She’d only been back at the apartment for two days and Jacob--god bless his heart--waited on her hand and foot. When she said she was hungry, he set off to the kitchen to whip something up. When she complained about being sore, he’d gently rub her...