Shawn definitely noticed it, but he ignored it.

He said, "Do you know how to give a massage?"

Their lips meet again.

"Yes. I do." Gale nodded.

Shawn nodded. "You can try."

He got up and laid on the bed.

Gale glanced at the door.

How could she run faster than Shawn's long legs!

Massage first to buy time!

"Where is it numb? Here? Here?" Gale asked, pressing her hands on his leg.

"No."

"Where is it then?"

Gale resisted the urge to roll her eyes because she knew Shawn was fine, and the n