Chapter 14

We helped Samuel walk to the room to lay down, my heart ached at how weak and worn out he was. His arms were swung limply around our shoulders, his head hung low as he sagged against us, putting his weight on us. My parents walked behind us, carefully watching him in case he started slipping. Once we reached the bedroom Samuel wouldn't let us lay him down, stating he wanted a shower. I sighed, frowning at him. "I can bathe him." I told them, taking all of Samuel's weight against me. My parents nodded in understanding, Vincent smiled softly at me before patting his son on the shoulder. Once they all left I dragged Samuel to the bathroom and sat him against the wall, turning around to start the bath. I grinned when it reached warm before turning to help him undress, the minute my cold hands made contact with his very warm skin he hissed. I smiled sadly at him, "You're going to be slightly sensitive for a little while." I whispered. I gently took his