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She really is the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on.
“Right, come on. Let’s get you in the tub. Get you clean.”
I wince a few times as I get into the warm water, but as Emma starts massaging me with her wash cloth, making sure she touches me with love and care, all of that goes.
This might be the most romantic moment of my whole damn life.
Who would have thought it?
“So, things have been happening on my end as well,” she tells me in an innocent tone of voice, which makes my brain shoot back in time. Didn’t she tell me something important while I was out cold?
Unfortunately, I can’t recall what it was.
“I spoke to my father,” she tells me as she strokes a wash cloth gently over my skin. “And it went exactly as I thought it would.”
“Huh?”
I stare up at her, but truth be told, it’s hard to focus on anything other than her soft touch grazing all over my skin. It feels so freaking good.
I love it.
I love her.
“Yeah, the wedding is off. My dad is furious with Rickie Flynn Junior, thanks to the recording you got for him. The tension between the O’Connell’s and the Flynn’s might be worse than ever, which is concerning, but at least I don’t have to be the bride of the worst man ever.”
She catches my eye and smiles.
“Oh, and I don’t think my father is too happy with Vinnie either. I don’t know what will happen there.”
Fuck, Vinnie is going to be in trouble.
But then that might get him off my back.
Fighting with Hudson was one thing. Taking on Vinnie and his band of assholes might be the thing to really get me killed.
Dying is out of the question especially since I’ve finally found the sunshine in my dark and dreary life.
“Are you good?” Emma asks with a smile. “Shall we get out the bath now? I can make us a coffee. We can sit and have a talk.”
Oh I really hope she might fill in the gaps in my head here.
I want her to tell me what she confessed to me while I was out.
“Yeah, sounds good.”
She helps me out the bath and we head into the kitchen.
It’s warm so I’m quite comfortable in just my towel. Plus I don’t have the strength to get dressed. I feel like me and Emma are on the precipice of something, and I can’t wait to find out what it is.
I cock my head to one side as I watch Emma make us coffee.
I can’t help but notice there’s a sweet smile playing on her lips, a content blissfulness plastered across her face.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen her look like this.
Like she has everything that she wants all in one place.
Is that because of me?
