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I’m dressed and dry, with my hair in a wet bun above my head. The warm shower and the scent of eucalyptus did wonders for my nerves. And now that I’ve calmed down, I brace myself for more chastising from Chase as I step out of the bathroom. He’d been quiet on the walk back to the house. His tension emanating in waves beside me.
My mouth drops.
I was expecting to find a man preparing for another battle with me but instead, Chase is lounging on the bed in pajama pants and no shirt.
Holy hell.
His muscles are next level. Ridged and toned. This isn’t just the body of an athlete. This is perfection. It’s hard to look away when I get a better view of those tattoos that have been peeking out from under his t-shirts. I notice the angel wings first then tear my gaze before I’m caught staring.
I clear my throat. “You changed.”
“Yeah.”
“While I was in the shower?”
“Is that a problem?”
“What if I came out?”
“No one’s ever complained about seeing me naked. You?”
I cross my arms. “No one’s complained about me either.”
He nods. “Good. Then it wouldn’t have been an issue.”
Relenting, I shake my head and step into the room. “What’s that noise?”
“Oh, that’s the dryer. It’s only loud because I tossed your sneakers in.”
I nod. “Oh good. They’re my only pair.”
“You mean to tell me you went shopping yesterday and didn’t buy shoes?”
“Do slippers count?”
He shakes his head. “Come on,” he says, slipping on one of Elliot’s t-shirts that’s clearly a size or two too small. “My bike is back at the Inn. I’ll call an Uber and we’ll head over.”
“In those pajama pants?”
“Elliot’s pants are too small and it was either your sneakers or my jeans.”
He stands and hands me something. They’re his aviator glasses. “Put these on and keep them on until we get to Denver.”
“Denver?”
“Yeah. I’ve got practice.”
“I’m coming with you?”
“Yes.”
I nod as I process. “Remind me how this is different than being a politician’s wife and being told where to go and what to wear?” I ask, half teasing.
“Simple. You’re not my wife. You’re just stuck with me. Which means you’re living on my schedule.”
Suddenly, being stuck with Chase Reeves…doesn’t sound so bad.
Chase shuts off the flatscreen above the bar where his brothers and father are watching quietly.
