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Not that Kennedy is just anyone.
Still, it’s odd.
When she stops in front of the sink, she stops on Edie’s side.
It’s a “his and hers” sink with two basins, and I guess it’s easy to tell which side is mine. When Edie was alive, there were lotions and creams and fruity soaps lined up on her side. I didn’t want to get rid of them when she first died, but it got to a point that I couldn’t look at them anymore. It felt too much like all her stuff was just waiting for her to come back.
Kennedy glances back at me, uncertain. I can almost read“Is this okay?”written across her pretty face as she fills the space on the empty side of the sink.
I’m not sure if it is or not, but rather than decide, I open the linen closet and grab an unopened toothbrush. “Here you go,” I say, handing it to her.
“Thanks,” she murmurs before popping the package open.
I guess I should go through my own nightly ritual since I won’t have access to my bathroom once she’s in bed.
My bed.
“Do you need to shower?” I ask her.
She shakes her head, looking around before realizing there’s no toothpaste on her side, so she reaches across the long sink and steals mine. “No, I’m okay. Maybe a T-shirt to sleep in if you have one to spare? But I can make do without. My undershirt is comfortable enough to sleep in.”
I glance at her jeans. “And those?”
Mischief sparks in her pretty brown eyes. “No. I’d just sleep in the undershirt and panties.” Smug about teasing me, she pops the toothbrush into her mouth and starts brushing with vigor.
I see how it is.
She’s not the only one who can play.
Sucking air through my teeth and shaking my head apologetically, I tell her, “I’m afraid my bed is a panty-free zone. Sorry.”
She nearly chokes on a startled laugh, then she pulls her long hair aside and leans forward to spit. “I’m not surprised with all those condoms you have on hand.”
“Better safe than sorry,” I tell her.
“I bet.”
“You can sleep naked if you like.”
“Mm, kind of you to offer,” she shoots back.
“I’m nothing if not kind.”
“Yeah, right.” She rolls her eyes. “You’re trouble, that’s what you are.”
I smirk and finish brushing my teeth, then I head for my walk-in closet to grab her an old band Tee to sleep in.
When I walk back into the bathroom, she’s finished up at the sink. She’s in the middle of dragging her big taupe sweater off. The black shirt she wears underneath shows off a swatch of her toned belly.
Seeing her bare skin reminds me of the night I saw more of it. All of it. Every glorious inch.
She turns around and stops, drawing in a breath at the intense look on my face as I remember her naked. It makes her unsure of herself, as if she can tell exactly what I’m thinking. I can see it in the way her gaze drops, the way she licks her lips and avoids my gaze.
God, she’s beautiful.
I hold out the T-shirt for her.
“Thanks,” she says softly as she takes it.
