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Her jaw clenches for a second, then she jerks to standing and yanks Ashley down off the sofa. Ashley yelps in surprise.
“That’s it. It’s time for a shower,” Piper grits out. “You need to relax.”
Ashley groans. “Showers wake me up. I need a bath. A hot, soapy, sexy bath.”
“Okay, fine. A bath, then.” Piper starts dragging Ashley towards the hall. “Say goodnight to Timofey.”
Ashley bites her lower lip and lifts her hand in a finger-curling wave. Before she can say anything, I shift into their path.
“Slight problem, ladies. I don’t have a bathtub.”
Ashley laughs like I just did a special in Madison Square Garden, but Piper sags in obvious exhaustion. “Fine. I guess we’ll just go lie down.”
“I do, however, have a hot tub.” I hitch a thumb over my shoulder towards the patio doors.
Piper starts to shake her head, but Ashley starts jumping and clapping her hands. “Hot tub! Hot tub! Hot tub!”
“I only have one swimsuit here, Ashley, and it won’t fit you.”
Ashley is a good foot taller than Piper, but Piper is curvier. She’s fuller in all the right places. Anything that fit her would slide right off of Ashley.
“That’s fine. I’ll wear my clothes,” Ashley says. “My shirt has blood on it, anyway. Come on!”
Ashley takes off across the room and throws the doors open. They bang off the walls, and Piper winces at me on her friend’s behalf. “She’s a wreck.”
“If we’re lucky, she’ll drown in the hot tub.”
Piper gasps and slaps my arm. “That is not funny!”
“I wasn’t making a joke. You’re the one who wanted her here, not me.”
“I didn’t want herhere,” Piper says. “I just wanted her…not there.”
“Next time you make a deal, you should be more specific. I could have dumped her off at the police station instead. She would have sobered up faster in a jail cell.”
She rolls her eyes. “Can I trust you to watch her while I go change? Or will I come back and find her at the bottom of the hot tub?”
There’s a splash outside and Ashley squeals. “This is ohmygoshsofuckingincredible! Hurry up, guys!”
“That won’t be a problem. You have at least five minutes before she starts to crash.” I wave her on. “Better hurry.”
Piper gives me a nervous glance over her shoulder and then dashes to her room, her hips swaying like a pendulum.
I linger by the window to watch Ashley from the sanctity of the living room. The last thing I want is to have some desperate, drugged-out woman draping herself all over me. If I’m alone with Ashley for any amount of time near the hot tub, that’s what will happen.
Thankfully, Piper is back in record time.
Not so thankfully, she’s wearing the tiniest scrap of a black bikini I’ve ever seen.
It absolutely, without a doubt, never would have fit Ashley. It barely fitsher.
“What thefuckare you wearing?” I ask.
Piper pulls a towel in front of herself self-consciously. “My swimsuit.”
“I doubt you can swim in that. You can barely touch your toes in that.”
She glares at me. “It’s not like I’m going to the Olympics. I just like to float and tan.”
