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“I’m not in pain. Just a little sore. And warm.”
“Alright.” There was a pause again. “Make sure you wash your hair, too. I could smell your friends in your hair.”
I raised my eyebrows. “Why were you smelling my hair?”
“It’s unavoidable,” he growled. “Just wash their scent out. Please.”
“Alright. I need my shampoo and conditioner from my place after this, though. This stuff will wreck my hair. No one soap can effectively do four things like this one claims.”
“Your friends can bring it when they come to make sure you’re alive.”
With the shower on, I didn’t hear his footsteps as he walked away. But, he didn’t say anything else.
I grabbed more of the unscented soap for my hair.
I probably shouldn’t have been going along with his requests. I probably should’ve expected the worst from him and braced myself for it, after everything that had happened with my ex.
But I didn’t want to fight with him.
And for absolutely no good reason, I didn’t think he would hurt me.
Plus, Brynn was there. She’d made it clear that she would help me if I needed her to, no questions asked.
So I would figure it out.
I’d be okay.
Somehow.
August knocked again as I shut off the water.
“I’m still fine,” I said, grabbing the single towel off its hook and wrapping it around myself. It was gigantic, so it more-than covered my average-sized self. Considering how huge August was, that wasn’t a surprise.
“I have clothes for you,” he said through the door.
“Thanks.” I crossed the bathroom and pulled it open, sucking in a breath when I found myself face-to-face with the dragon.
His eyes moved slowly down my figure. “You keep doing that. Breathing in when you see me. Why? I can’t imagine you can pick up on my scent the way a shifter would.”
“No, it’s not your smell. You’re just…” I gestured to all of him.
“What does that mean?”
“I don’t know.”
His eyes narrowed. “You know.”
I huffed. “You’re aware that you’re gigantic and ridiculously gorgeous. Supernaturals are always cocky assholes—you know exactly how you affect me, and why.”
With that, I plucked the messy bundle of clothes from his hand and swung the door shut.
August caught it with a massive palm just before I could close it. “What makes you believe that?”
My face flushed. “Screw off.”
I tried to shut the door again.
The bastard didn’t let it budge.
