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“Well, just remember, you swim in my underwear, I get to see it.”
“Seriously. You do not want to see me in your underwear. It’s going to look ridiculous.”
“I know. Why do you think I want to see it?”
“Because you thought I would be sexy?” she said, tossing the words over her shoulder as she dug in his drawer for the one pair of sweatpants that were slightly short on him. It was funny that she knew which ones they were, black with a stripe down the side, and his favorite pair actually, because they were kind of like the old wind pants that were hard to find anymore. For some reason, they were extremely comfortable.
“You know what, I’m just taking a pair of underwear. You don’t get to see it, so stop asking.”
“Well, I’m not sure what you’re going to do for that other type of underwear that you need.”
She turned, holding a pair of his underwear in her hand, with his T-shirt and sweats hung over her other arm. She looked confused for a minute before understanding dawned that he was talking about a bra.
“I was assuming you didn’t have any of those,” she said slowly. Then she bit her lip. “Actually. I’m hoping. Really hoping. That you don’t have any of those.”
He grinned. “Maybe you should have questioned me a little further before you agreed to marry me.”
“I really hope you’re teasing me,” she said, closing her eyes and acting like she was truly wishing.
He laughed. “I just heard the bathroom door open. You can have it first. I know you’re really looking forward to that shower.”
“I was. I still am. Are you sure, because I know that you worked just as hard as I did, more so.”
“I planted more trees, but that doesn’t necessarily mean I worked harder. And I’m sure. You go on.”
He had to change the bedsheets. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d washed them, and if Pam was seriously going to sleep in his bed, he wanted her to at least have clean sheets.
He didn’t mention that though. He really didn’t want to admit that it had been so long since he’d washed the sheets.
It wouldn’t surprise her. She probably already knew it, but... There were just some things a guy wanted to do and wanted to have a semblance of privacy while he did them.
Chapter 18
Pam hung her towel up and took one last look in the mirror. She looked like a drowned rat, but Mark had seen her look far worse. Actually, it was an improvement over the frizzy hair and dirty face that she’d been sporting all evening and not even realized it.
Still, she adjusted the too big T-shirt and pulled up the too long sweatpants. She tried to open the door with one hand while holding both legs of the sweatpants up with the other.
