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“Thank you,” I replied.
I glanced at Saxon. “Do you want me to wait on you, or you wanna just meet me outside?” he asked.
“I can show her around. Give her the lay of the land so she doesn’t get lost,” Ms. Jimmie said to him.
He nodded but kept his eyes on me, waiting on a response. As much as walking out to a group of people I didn’t know alone sounded uncomfortable, I was willing to face that if I didn’t feel rushed. A few minutes to think and gather myself would be nice.
“Go on out. I’ll be there shortly,” I told him.
“Okay.” He flashed Ms. Jimmie his dimples, then headed off to the left.
“I’ll show you around first, then take you to your room,” Ms. Jimmie told me.
I followed her around as she walked me through the first floor of the Hugheses’ mansion. You could park three of our campers into the kitchen alone. It got my mind off things, as I was awed by each new room. There was even a movie theater. I almost laughed when she took me in there. I didn’t know people had these in their homes.
Once we made it to the second floor, she walked me down a wide hallway with several doors. The last one on the right was open, and she waved a hand for me to enter. It was white and gold. A crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling. The king-size bed sat on a platform in the middle of the room with plush white bedding.
“Through there is your en suite,” she replied.
I had no idea what that was, but I glanced in there to see a bathroom that made my jaw drop. I wondered if I could skip going out to the pool and just get in the copper bathtub that could fit five people.
“The closet is here,” she told me, opening the door to what I thought was a wardrobe but it just looked like one.
Inside was a walk-in closet larger than our entire trailer, complete with floor-to-ceiling mirrors, a white sofa, and a television. Who watched TV in their closet?
“If you need anything,” Ms. Jimmie said, “that button right there will call me. I can bring you whatever you need.”
There was a button in the closet. I would not be asking this sweet lady to bring me anything, but I thanked her anyway. If my room was this outrageous, what was the master bedroom that Mom was staying in like?
Ms. Jimmie left me with the reminder to call her if needed. “Even if it’s just a glass of ice water.”
She’d shown me the kitchen. If I needed water, I could go get it myself.
Once she was gone, I walked over to the chaise lounge and sat down. This was overwhelming, but thankfully, it was also distracting. I glanced at the windows covering the far left wall and wondered if I could see the pool from here. Afraid of what I’d see if I could, I didn’t get up. A knock on the door, however, startled me.
“Uh, come in,” I replied, standing up.
The door opened, and Trev stepped inside. He was wearing swim trunks. That was it. A girl needed a warning before being faced with a barefoot, bare-chested Trev. His dark hair was damp and messy, only making him even more attractive. I tried very hard not to stare at his washboard abs, but it was difficult. Dropping my gaze, I realized the man even had sexy feet.
“You like the room?” he asked.
My eyes snapped back up to meet his. There was a smirk on his face that said he knew I’d been checking him out. I guessed I hadn’t been very subtle after all.
“Oh, um, yeah,” I replied, turning to look at my surroundings. “It’s … wow. The entire house is wow.”
“I’m glad you like it. You are coming outside, aren’t you?”
I turned back to him and wished he would put on a shirt or something.
“Yes, I was. I mean …” I paused, not sure I could handle it if he was going to be all over some girl. Not today. I just didn’t have it in me today to watch it. “I don’t have to. If you have company and—”
“I came to get you, Lollipop. I’ve been watching the damn door since Dad texted that you were going to be staying the night.”
Ugh, the Lollipop thing. Why did him calling me that make me tingle in areas I had no business tingling?
“Okay, well, I need to get changed.”
The corner of his mouth turned up. “I can wait.”
“Just for the record, I’m keeping my top on outside,” I informed him.
He laughed. “Sax has been talking, I see.”
I nodded. “He was giving me a warning. He also mentioned that three of the girls here would lick your feet if you told them to. Please don’t have them do that. Not sure I want to watch it. Licking feet is gross.”
