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She washed her hair with shampoo from a pump container conveniently built into the wall, and then rinsed it with a silky conditioner that released the same citrus fragrance. She lathered all over with a shower gel that left her skin soft and smooth.
She emerged from the shower a new woman, relaxed and ready to tackle any problem. After drying off, she enfolded her warm, happy body with the robe, cinched the tie and realized she had to put back on the same damp clothing she’d arrived in.
Maybe Wentworth would loan her some sweats.
Kelly found a comb next to the sink, ran it through her shoulder length hair, and then used the blow dryer to take her hair from soaking to damp. All the amenities of a hotel. Except a toothbrush, so she rinsed her mouth with the lemon water and exited the bath to find several sets of shorts and polo shirts laid out on the bed.
Well, how about that. A quick check told her Wentworth had guessed her size correctly. Or, anyway, he’d managed to narrow it down to two choices. The man obviously knew his way around a woman’s body. His thoughtfulness elevated her opinion of him.
Was he considerate or just didn’t want her walking around looking sloppy? She frowned at her thoughts. She was being judgmental, and she was way too relaxed for that.
Not to mention too hungry.
As she loosened the robe’s tie to change into the new clothes, Kelly heard a commotion in the hallway and turned toward the door. Someone was stampeding past the door.
“Mommy!” she heard Jason scream. “Mommy! Where are you?”
What the hell?
Kelly stepped into the hall and spotted the kid running furiously in the direction of the staircase screaming for his mother.
“Jason,” she said. “Here I am.”
The kid turned, spotted her and reversed direction.
“Mommy,” he shrieked.
She tried to brace herself, but Jason launched himself into the air, grabbing her around her hips, and she lost her footing.
Kelly twisted so she took the force of the fall. As her butt landed on the marble floor, she protected Jason’s head by holding it against her soft middle with both hands. Kid was screwed up enough already.
“Ooomph,” she heard herself say as she hit the floor. Pain shot through her hip, but she tightened her abs to prevent her own skull from slamming down. Out of breath, she lay still for a moment and stared at the ceiling as she assessed her body for damage.
So much for my relaxing shower.
She felt cool air where she shouldn’t at the same time she heard noises from Jason, and raised her head to gaze down to where she cradled him against her abdomen. Her bare abdomen. Damn. The robe had come open. Her breasts were exposed. Talk about a wardrobe malfunction.
Jason lifted his cheek and their gazes met. He grinned and began to giggle. Thanks a lot, kid.
But it was the first time she’d seem him smile and this was ridiculous. A laugh bubbled up from Kelly’s chest. She needed to cover herself, but the robe had slid off her shoulders and the terrycloth was all tangled beneath her.
“God, are you two all right?”
Kelly’s gaze snapped toward the demanding male voice. Trey Wentworth stood frozen at the end of the hallway wearing a horrified expression. He saw everything.
Releasing a breath, she closed her eyes. This day just kept getting worse and worse.
* * *
TREY WATCHED AS Kelly leaped to her feet and hurriedly secured the front of the robe. Jason reached his arms up, and she hefted him onto her hip.
“That was fun, Mommy,” he said.
Trey hurried down the hall toward them doubting if she agreed. He couldn’t help but notice she’d deliberately taken the brunt of the fall, protecting his son.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Fine,” she said, her face a healthy pink, unable to meet his gaze.
Trey shifted his gaze to his grinning son. “Jason, it’s not nice to knock people down.”
His smile faded. “Sorry, Daddy. I woke up and got scared ’cause I couldn’t find Mommy.”
Trey evaluated his son. He hadn’t slept long enough to clear his head, and most likely he’d experienced troubling dreams again. Maybe Dr. Carico could give him a sedative and ensure he slept through the night.
“No harm done,” Jenkins said. “Except to my dignity.”
