You, Me And Our Genus Twins

Chapter 109 I Don’t Want to Impose

Madeline backed away from Sebastian as she eyed him warily and asked, “What did you just say? I thought we agreed that this husband-and-wife thing is only an act!”

“You think too little of me,” Sebastian said dryly as he walked up to her, closing the distance between them. “I’m not asking you to strip entirely—just a fraction so that I can take a look at your scars.”

She froze. “My scars?”

“Yes,” he affirmed. “Didn’t you say that Isabel and Angie whipped you when you were young and you still have the scars from the lashings?” Let me take a look at them. With the right treatment, they might fade or disappear.”

Madeline couldn’t wrap her head around this. “That won’t be necessary. I’ll be wearing clothes all the time to cover them up, so don’t trouble yourself.”

“Let me take a look,” Sebastian insisted. He was a perfectionist, and the thought of Madeline’s flawless skin being marred irked him for some reason.

Presently, she clutched her clothes as if they would fall right off her if she didn’t and shook her head. “No, there really isn’t a need for that. I really…”

“Overlook your own interests all you want, but you should at least think of the kids,” he countered firmly. “What if they want you to bring them to the beach someday? Are you going to wear a swimsuit without revealing those scars? Or are you never going to bring Aldo and Buddy to the beach so that you’ll never have to wear a swimsuit? What if the kids come across your scars by accident or some other? You don’t want them to be heartbroken, do you?”

“I…” Madeline hesitated and bit down on her lower lip. “Fine, but let me take a shower first.”

He was pleased by his own powers of persuasion, so Sebastian smiled at her and said, “Go ahead.”

As such, she bounded into the shower and dried her hair afterward. Then, she slipped into her pajamas before coming out of the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Sebastian had showered as well, and he was clad in his dressing robe as he sat on the bed while typing away on his laptop. When he saw that Madeline had come out of the shower, he closed his laptop and set it aside before glancing in her direction.

a sudden, Madeline felt

she turned to show him her scars. She slipped off

dozens of scars on the alabaster skin of her back. Some were horizontal while others were vertical, and they were all of various depths. Needless to say, it was

scars did not seem to deface her gorgeous skin, but rather added

of it were so smooth that the lights played off it, giving it a subtle glow. The silhouette of her back was defined and delicate, and as she

about her back that fueled

breath hitched, and he thought the room was growing warmer

when she heard no response from the man behind her. “Well, do you think the

probably tackle the faint ones. My younger brother, Caleb, went to medical school, and he recently opened up a pharmaceutical company that has launched plenty of good stuff. I’ll ask him about

like an awful lot of trouble,” she pointed out. “The deeper ones aren’t more than a few, so I’d be grateful enough if you could find a way to help me get rid of the faint ones. That said, I did try out several creams, but none of them helped, so I just left the scars as they are. My clothes cover them up

Sebastian said. “Caleb has tons of good stuff in his product line-up, so I’m sure he has a way to help you

lips. “I don’t want

won’t be imposing at all,” he reassured. “He’s always coming to

a moment and said, “You guys

and Buddy will

wearily. “Yeah. Well, don’t get your

they should come to me for

with a witty response or two, Sebastian’s cool fingertips suddenly ran along the ridge of her scar and lightly traced down

shivered under his touch, and goosebumps raised along her skin as she stood up and drew her top closed. Her face was flushed

“Just so I can give Caleb a better description. He’s going to need details if we want him to come up with the best solution there

no idea what possessed him as well. One minute he was staring at her back, and he felt compelled to trace his finger along one of her scars the next. At that moment, he

had it rough, he

should have grown up under the loving care of her parents, never having to worry about food or shelter. However, Cameron’s schemes had led her to live under brutal conditions that no one