Chapter 19

Heather's cheeks continued to flush, and she gave Alexander a tender glance. She didn't fully remember the day before when Alexander helped her take a bath, but just thinking about it made her cheeks warm.
Now that she is cognizant and fully aware of her surroundings, she was feeling insecure. This was a natural and logical response of her body and her heart.
Despite the fact that Alexander was helping her in the most intimate way imaginable, she should have felt uneasy or even terrified, but she didn't. She trusted him entirely like she had never before. She was convinced that he would never take advantage of her or breach a boundary that she is not willing to cross.
Alexander was now waiting for her to put her hand in his so that he could lead the way to the bathroom for her. He softly clasped Heather's hand after she placed it on his. As she was rising up from her bed, owing to a sudden sense of lightheadedness, she sank back into her bed once more.
"Do you feel alright?" Alexander questioned her. On his face, worry lines were plain to see.
However, Heather sighed tiredly in response, “Never has this phase been so long. Any movement I make causes me to get sick.”
Alexander gave her a sympathetic look as he rubbed the back of her hand with his fingers. "This period of yours will pass quickly, and before you realize it, you will be right back to being my passionate sorcerer,"
“Your sorcerer?” Heather looked at him with an unexplained expression.
“Yes, my sorcerer.” He told her softly. "And rest assured that if you need me, I will be there for you at every turn."
“Shouldn't it be me who is looking out for you and not the other way around?” Heather sighed.
“There is no rule book for that, Heather Crown. Further, if it were up to me, I would look after you all of eternity and perhaps allow you to occasionally take care of me.”
She couldn't help but laugh at what he said.
Alexander beckoned, "Come on. It is time for you to get tended for."
But before she could attempt to get up once again, he reached down, picked her up in his arms, and proceeded in the direction of the lavatory.
“Alexander!” Heather shrieked in response, wrapping her arms around his neck and moving in closer out of fear that he may lose his balance, knock her off his feet, and fall.
“I have already told you that you needn't worry while you are with me. It is best for you to expend the least amount of effort possible since you are still in a fragile state.”
Heather debated objecting but ultimately chose not to. Just as much as he enjoyed having her in his arms, she also enjoyed being in them.
Once inside, Alexander locked the door and, as Heather had suggested, began to fill the tub with warm water before adding Oscar's medication. He then moved closer to her before stopping in front of her. Not much more than a foot separated them.
“May I?" Alexander asked her, not willing to do anything without her consent.
He, though, could see that Heather was feeling nervous, but so was he. The previous night, he did not give much consideration when he had to strip the clothes off her body. He was in a frenzy and was blindly following her instructions. But he was intensely conscious of her presence at this very time. His senses were fully awake, and every sensation was intensified.
Heather, however, was unable to respond to Alexander's query verbally. She was breathing heavily from shyness, so all she could do was nod her head in agreement.
Alexander took her reaction as that of a positive and proceeded to carefully unbutton his shirt, which she was wearing. Even though he could have easily yet accidentally let his hands manoeuvre around her body at that point, he did not. He restrained himself from doing so.
He has immense respect for Heather and all other women, and he likes to consider himself to be a man of high moral values, so he not only refrained from letting his eyes deterred but also made meticulous movements with his hands.
He kept his eyes fixed on Heather's face the whole time, and the entire living being of Heather could feel it in his gaze.
He carefully unbuttoned her shirt, took it off, and flung it aside. He then helped her remove it from his loose-fitting trousers, which he had her wear. Fortunately, Heather helped herself to the garment so he did not have to bend over to completely remove it. It was hard enough to contain himself. The only time he would attempt to break the line would be when the lovely woman in front of him would allow him to do so.
After guiding her to the tub, he assisted her in taking a seat. He unhooked the brassiere after she was comfortably seated in the bathtub. He did not let his hand go around her breast even though it touched her bare back.
When Heather was comfortably seated in the tub, she said, "Thank you."
Alexander only smiled in admiration for her. Without asking her anything, he subsequently did what he had done the previous evening.
Each and every moment, every single touch of him did wonders to her. She had never felt this exquisite or beautiful.
“I..” Although Heather wanted to speak, she was unable to find the perfect words.
“This is exactly how I felt every time you touched my face with your magical fingers. It was much more challenging for me since your hands were not confined to my face. It stole enormous control from my side when you were sensually stroking my flesh while addressing me.”
Her tiny gasp was accompanied by Alexander's words as his fingertips caressed the corner of her lips.
“I did not know,” She whispered.
"You do now," he continued as he leaned closer to her.
She had a brief opportunity from him to turn her face away, but she resisted. And before she could comprehend, he kissed the corner of her lips.
In an effort to get more, Heather raised her head a little. She wasn't satisfied with the kiss he gave her. But to her deepest dismay, Alexander shook his head in denial, unwilling to give her what she desired just yet.
"Heather Crown, intimacy must be experienced correctly. I don't want to wear you out at this time," he replied.
“I would not mind,” She said to him.
“But I do," He said with a grin as he kissed the corner of her lips again.
Heather, though, scowled bitterly at his obstinate nature and groaned loudly.