He didn't understand women at all, he realized as she stopped crying. His confusion climbed to new heights when he felt her brushing something off his back then her arms hugging him tight. He hissed slightly at the pain when she picked at one of the scabs. He vaguely remember her digging her nails into his back while they made love so he figured that was what she was talking about.<br/><br/>"What you did was enjoy making love with me," he said with a smile. At least she wasn't upset anymore, he thought. When she started to remove the bedding, he moved as fast as his namesake, catching her wrists in his hands and trapping her against his body.<br/><br/>"You will do no such thing, my dear. I will take care of cleaning the bed. You can come with me and we can shower together so you can take care of my back," he told her with a smile. "Your only job today is to get better. That means you rest and eat well. It also means you take your medicine. So, let me start over. Do you know where your medicine is, Beautiful?"