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“This crazy we should have taken care of a long time ago,” he confessed. He dropped his hand and stepped back. “I’ll be back out in a few minutes. Could you ask Ethel for some clothes for me? I forgot.”

I nodded. “Sure can.” I held up my clothes. “And I think I’ll ask her to just put these in the garbage can.”

“Good idea,” he laughed. He closed the door, and I let out a sigh.

Even dirty and bloody, Murphy still made my heart skip a beat. Now that we were safe, and I wasn’t worried about some crazy goons tracking us down, I had a lot to think about.

I had been resigned to the fact that Murphy was completely out of my life. For five years, he hadn’t made a single appearance. At least not physically. God knew I thought about him a lot.

I always wondered if he had been the one that got away. That I hadn’t fought enough for him. When he had broken up with me, I had just accepted it. He said he didn’t want to be with me, and I just took it.

Maybe this was the chance I needed. The chance to see if we really were meant to be.

I headed into the kitchen with my bundle of dirty clothes in my hands. “Uh, do you have a trash can I can put these in, and then possibly some clothes for Murphy?”

“I’ll get the clothes,” Gravel called.

Ethel took my dirty clothes. “I can take care of these, honey.”

Gravel was back in seconds with clothes in his hands. “These should fit your guy,” he called.

The words to say Murphy wasn’t my guy were on the tip of my tongue, but I kept my mouth shut. “Thank you. I’ll just give these to him, and I’ll be right back.”

I padded back down the hallway and gently knocked on the door.

“Just put them by the counter,” Murphy called.

I assumed he was already in the shower and opened the door.

I assumed wrong.

Murphy stood in front of the shower, ready to step in.

Naked.

My mouth dried, and I struggled to breathe.

I had seen Murphy naked before. More times than I could count.

That was five years ago, though.

Five long years ago.

“Baby girl,” he whispered. A smirk spread across his lips. “I said just leave them by the door.”

“Oh, uh, I...” I stuttered. I ripped my eyes off his perfectly fit body and tried to look anywhere but at him. “I thought you said by the counter.” I tossed them on the counter and spun around. “I’m sorry I saw your...” I zipped my lips and dove out of the bathroom. I slammed the door shut behind me and collapsed against the closed door.

I almost just told him I was sorry I saw his penis.

Oh my lord.

“Everything okay?” Ethel called. She appeared in the hallway, and I quickly stood.

“Oh, yeah. All good. Just got a little lightheaded.” I pushed my hair out of my face and headed to the kitchen. “How about a cup of coffee?”

God knew I needed it.

Chapter Six

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