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CHAPTER NINE
Ridge stood in the bathroom, soaking wet, in more ways than one. The man had tied her up, teased her, showered her, got her hot, and then leaves? God, how she wanted him. But he was holding back. She knew he wanted her, but he just runs away.
Yes, she’d been angry. The man had actually tied her up. This she just could not believe when he did it. He’d said he had to stop her. Now she remembered what he said. He cared about her and she would die out there. Finally, her good sense pushed its way past her silly emotional sense. He was right. She would never make it down in all that snow.
She finally seemed to snap out of the daze he’d left her in as she gazed around.
Her shoulders slumped as her anger dissipated along with a bit of her pride. Now since she knew they hadn’t had sex, she realized she’d envisioned it, had an all out visual fantasy and when she’d only just met him too. She covered her face with her hands. She felt like all kinds of a fool. Panting after him, offering to blow him. She again, wondered about herself and her past. Was she a slut? A nympho? Cause her actions here told her she might be.
She just needed to remember. Then this would all be over. She paused. Do I want it to be over? Her body shivered as she remembered that swipe of his hot, velvety tongue. She knew he could take her to heights of the likes she’d never known. Raising her eyes to the mirror, she saw a woman there and truly one she didn’t know, skin flushed, eyes bright, body hungry. She needed to get a grip, dammit! Releasing a breath, she pushed all the sexy things he did just now away.
Stepping forward, she opened the drawer he’d pointed to. She just needed to act normal. She rolled her eyes as she plugged the blow dryer in.
Normal? Trapped on a mountain with the hottest guy I’ve ever seen while having no memory!
She dried her hair and made her way out of the bathroom. This was a room she hadn’t seen before. Larger than hers. This had to be his room. She bit at her lip. She might find something here to tell her who he was.
“Ridge?”
Startled out of her sneaky plans, she gasped as she saw him standing by the dresser. “Dammit! Are there secret doors in the walls? How long have you been standing there?”
He crossed his arms over his chest. “Long enough to know you are still plotting.”
Her eyes widened. “Plotting? Plotting what?”
“Can’t say that I know that part, but whatever you’re thinking…Just know there are more men’s ties in the dressers.” He raised a brow at her.
Her eyes went beady again at the threat. “Okay.” She lifted her chin and admitted it, “I was going to snoop.”
His green eyes twinkled at her. “Snoop?”
Nodding, she decided to just come clean, “I want to find out who you are. Then maybe I will remember who I am.”
He cocked his head to the side. “Interesting theory.”
“Makes sense to me.” She tugged the towel up over her breasts. “You said I had to be coming up here to find you. So why you? You’re the one who has my answers.”
“Maybe. But I have to be careful. And the shirt was bad enough. You do know you can’t wear a towel, right?”
Feeling a bit bitter about the treatment, the teasing and the cock teasing as well, she decided to challenge him. “What if I was nudist or something? You know like I walked around naked all the time.”
The twinkle in his eyes nearly sparkled now. “Another interesting theory. So, do you feel the need to shed the towel?”
She tried to keep her expression blank. Now, he was pushing back. Dammit. Score another point for him. “So what do I wear then?” She wanted to kick herself for being such a chicken shit.
“The clothes I gave you. In the other room.”
“So this is your room then.”
He cocked a brow at her. “Not really.”
“Vague much, Harris?” Disgusted, she stepped past him heading to the door.
Chuckling, he followed right on her heels, all the way into her room.
Yeah, laugh it up, you bully. She headed to the bed and looked through the clothes. The sweats would be too long but she could roll them up. She grabbed a tee shirt. Yes, she knew he stood right behind her. Dropping the towel, she heard his intake of breath. Now she could smile. Say hello to my sweet cheeks, bully! Turning around, she opened her mouth to promptly ask him to leave.
He was gone.
Stomping her foot, she felt so frustrated. She got nowhere with this man. Then she wondered again about his ability to appear and disappear. Like a ninja, she’d observed before. Or a soldier, a highly trained soldier. The thought entered her mind and stayed there. Like is he a spy? Rolling her eyes, she knew this was silly. Locked up on a mountain with James Bond. She laughed aloud. She dressed and as she did, she went over all his actions that were unusual. Then the tattoo could be military.
