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“If you believe in such things.”
She arches a brow. “A skeptic?”
“I believe our destiny is in our own hands, not someone else’s.”
“If I hadn’t decided to go see James, I wouldn’t be here. I believe everything happens for a reason.”
“Why did you decide to go see Granddad, anyway?”
Her body tightens ever so slightly. If I wasn’t holding her, I might never have noticed.
“Someone mentioned his name, actually.” She gives a casual shrug. “Thought I’d pay him a visit.”
I nod but get the sense that she might not be telling me everything. I think about pushing, but she’s not feeling well. When Granddad calls, I’ll get answers from him.
I flick the light on in the bathroom, and her eyes widen. “This is bigger than my entire apartment.” She steps away from me and makes her way to the tiled shower. She runs her fingers over the taps. “I have no idea how to use these.”
“Simple.” I move around her to turn on the water. “This is for the rain shower nozzle,” I say as it sprays down. “This one is for the body, and this one is for the feet.”
“All angles covered. Literally.”
I adjust the temperature and step back. “I’ll make us something to eat.”
“I’m supposed to—”
“Yeah, well, not today.” I tilt my head when she gives me a confused look. “It’s for my own good.”
“Isn’t cooking part of my duties?”
“Yes, but if you were me, would you let the Ebola monkey touch your food?”
She puts one hand on her hip, and her brown eyes flare. “Did you just call me a monkey?”
I chuckle. “Get a shower, Khloe. There are towels in the cabinet, and you’ll find everything you need in the vanity, even a new toothbrush.”
She glares at me a moment longer, but today the fight just isn’t in her. She softens and says, “You thought of everything.”
“Part of the assistant’s job is to stock this place for the next assistant.”
She opens and closes the vanity and pulls out a few drawers to check the contents. “I heard you went through assistants fast.”
That gives me pause. I don’t like anyone knowing too much about me. “Who told you that?”
Her hair tumbles as she gives me a quick glance over her shoulder. “Ah, I don’t remember. I think maybe your Granddad.”
“There’s a reason for that,” is all I say.
“Okay.” She shrugs. “Not my business.”
I’m about to leave but turn back and say, “You should probably know you talk in your sleep.”
A streak of red flares across her cheeks. “I do not.”
I grin at her, and despite myself I say, “Yeah, I’m afraid you do.”
She pulls in a deep breath. “What did I say?” she asks, and when her fingers grip the sink hard, I cut her some slack.
“Mostly mumbling, but I did hear you say my name a time or two.”
