CHAPTER 75

( Charlotte’s POV )

"How are you feeling sweet pea?" Maddox asks. He scrubs my head with shampoo, while I peacefully relax at the tub.

I've been sick for a week. Maddox drove me to the hospital last Tuesday. I have pneumonia and I'm not at all delighted about it.

"I feel like shit," I reply with a hoarse tone. "Look at me, I don't look like shit anymore...I'm a walking zombie."

I cough a few times, not caring that Maddox is there. He won't get infected anyways.

His body can take all my germs and still not catch the flu.

Maddox has been a very good care taker. He cooked me meals, made sure I drank my medicine, bathed me, and he even took care of my laundry.

He will be a very good husband to our future kiddies one day (if things actually turn out right).

Maddox rinses the soap off of my body. I stand out of the tub while he wraps the towel around my body. Once I am fully dry, Maddox carries me bridal style.

I lean onto his warm chest, "You know I am capable of taking a shower on my ow