Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 75734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
I held up my sundress, hoping it covered my body. “Getting dressed,” I replied.
He stared at me for a moment, then held out his hand. “Drop the damn dress and come here.”
I looked at the dress in my hands and back at him. “We aren’t done?” I asked.
“Don’t think that day will come,” he replied. “Either drop the dress and come to me or I’ll come get you.”
I dropped the dress and walked to him. I was obeying his commands, like everyone else seemed to do. How did he manage that? When I made it to him, he nodded his head toward the large iron bathtub that was being filled from some kind of waterfall.
“You need to soak. It’ll help the soreness,” he said, wrapping my hair around his hand. Then, he tugged me back against him with my hair. “I told you that pussy was mine. I don’t say things I don’t mean.”
He let my hair go and ran a hand down my bare back. “Take your time. I’ll leave you something to sleep in on the bed. I’ll be back late. Get some rest.”
I turned to look at him. “I’m staying here?” I asked. “What about the Houstons? Melanie will be worried,” I told him.
“They know where you are. No one will worry,” he replied, then walked away, leaving me there in his bathroom, naked.
I seriously doubted they knew I was naked in Blaise’s bathroom.
Twenty-One
When my eyes opened, it was dark. I lay in bed and realized I wasn’t in my bedroom at the Houstons’. Confused, I sat up and looked toward the only small glow coming from a doorway. I saw the iron bathtub from here, and I remembered.
I was at Blaise’s. There were no windows, so I had no idea if it was morning or not. I looked beside me, and he might not be here now, but he had been. I’d fallen asleep easier than I’d thought after my bath last night. Slipping out of the covers, I stepped onto the rug and made my way to the bathroom.
The light came on automatically when I walked through the arched frame. I turned to the mirror to see myself. The shirt that Blaise had left for me to sleep in last night hit mid-thigh and hung off one of my shoulders. It smelled like him too. I walked over to the sink and picked up one of the white washcloths and turned on the warm water so I could wash my face.
There was a toothbrush still in its package and toothpaste lying beside it on the sink. This hadn’t been here last night when I went to bed. All the things he’d said last night began to play through my head as I tried to figure out what we were doing. I had so many questions, including why Melanie didn’t care that I was here with Blaise.
Knowing I had to get some answers, I went about getting ready the best I could before going to find my sundress. It was missing, and after looking for it for several minutes, I gave up and went back to the bathroom to get the black robe I’d seen hanging beside the shower. Slipping it on, I realized it wasn’t meant for Blaise. It fit me. This was for a woman—or women. That fact left a sour feeling in my stomach.
How many had worn this before me?
I lowered my nose and smelled it. No perfume smell. It just smelled clean. Lifting my eyes, I stared at my reflection in the mirror and sighed. If I let myself get jealous just because we’d had sex one time, then I was in for a world of hurt. I shouldn’t have come here. I was one of the many who had worn the robe now.
Not wanting to stand here alone and think about my mistakes anymore, I headed for the stairs. Blaise had to be somewhere, and I wasn’t going to just stay in his cave until he came back to visit me. I needed to leave. Forgetting this had happened would be best.
I just hoped I could emotionally detach from Blaise after having sex with him. Having sex with Hank had caused an emotional attachment. When he’d cheated on me, it had been painful. Blaise and all that he encompassed was something I feared could crush me if I got attached.
The door was locked, and I unlocked it and opened it. The smell of bacon hit me immediately, and my stomach grumbled. I followed the smell of food and sound of voices until I was standing at the kitchen door. My gaze scanned the people around the table, then moved to the island in the center, where I found Blaise leaning against it with a cup in his hand while listening to Huck talk.