After a quick bath and a refreshing dinner set in their bedroom, Jessica helped Davis with a thorough massage on his legs, carefully checking the progress of their recovery. As she slowly straightened up, his eyes locked with hers.
"How is it?" he asked.
"Much better," she replied, her tone professional. "Once we get back, I'll switch the medication. If all goes well, you should be fully healed in three months."
Davis chuckled softly at her professional tone as he slowly sat up. He flexed his leg carefully with a small movement, feeling more relieved than before. He let out a satisfied sigh.
"Baby, thank you," he said with deep emotion.
Jessica rolled her eyes playfully as she spun on her heel to walk away. "Do you know how many times you've said thank you? I'm beginning to grow tired of it." She smirked.
Davis pulled her hand gently, skillfully drawing her into his lap, his arm wrapped around her, trapping her in his embrace.
