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<p>Lyne pulled the wet hair that stuck to her neck away, swinging them on her shoulder to make it easier for Zeidan to clean her back with a wet towel soaked in the warm bath where they both stood. He stood behind her, tall and gallant.</p>
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<p>He had been doing this for days now since she confronted him about not having time for her and the baby. But not with grudges. He was caring and gentle with his touch. He dropped the towel just at the edge of the bath and turned her to face him.</p>
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<p>"How was your appointment with Stevenson today?"</p>
<p>He asked, slowly pulling her hair up in a ponytail.</p>
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