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Angelina didn’t know what to say. She had too much to deal with to worry about the man carrying her to the house. That would be a worry for another day—one with less crazy.
Ben let himself in the front door. Without breaking stride, he carried Angelina up the stairs. It worried him when she was so quiet. Angelina was many things. Stunningly beautiful, creative, intelligent, and sassy, but quiet was nowhere on the list.
“Don’t move.”
He sat her on the counter between the sinks in her bathroom.
Angelina scooted to the edge. She wasn’t sure what he had planned for her in the bathroom, but after last night, she wasn’t sure she wanted to know.
Ben leaned over her, placing a hand on each side of her caging her in. “Shorty, what part of don’t move didn’t you understand?”
“What part of fine didn’t you get?”
Ben cupped her cheeks in his hands.
His touch felt good. She rubbed her cheek into his palm just this once. What would it hurt to take comfort for just a minute? It was a craptastic day. If ever there was a day she needed it, today was that day. Tomorrow would be soon enough to tell him to take his mine bullshit for a hike.
“Sit your pretty ass on that counter. Don’t move until I move you.”
Or she could maim him. Maiming sounded like an excellent option for stress relief. More people should maim. It had to be therapeutic. There had to be some ancient culture that recommended maiming.
“Isn’t there some other woman out there you want to annoy?”
“Nope. Only you.”
“Goodie, my luck today continues,” she grumbled.
Ben turned to start the water in her big jetted tub. With the water running, he started looking through her cupboards. “What the fuck is a bath bomb?” He picked the softest towel out of the stack that was not so neatly folded anymore. Ben tossed it on the holder and opened the next cupboard.
“How do you not know what a bath bomb is?”
“Shorty, I know how to blow things up. If you want your fancy jetted tub blown to little bitty pieces, I’m your man. Can’t say I ever did it with a purple bomb, but I can try if that is what you want.”
“Bottom drawer.”
Ben opened the drawer. Little balls of all colors were wrapped in clear plastic. Grabbing one, he closed the drawer.
“Can I get the other purple kind?”
Ben raised an eyebrow at her.
“That one is lavender. I like it, but a little goes a long way. I already have a headache. That one will make it worse.”
“Which one do you want?” Ben sighed, opening the drawer again.
Angelina pointed to the biggest one.
“What does it do? Are they safe?” Ben sniffed it as he peeled the plastic off.
“You sniff it as you ask me if it is safe?”
“You want it?” He challenged.
“Yes.”
“What’s in it?”
“You sound like Max.”
