She glared at him as his lips twitched.
“Relax,” he told her. “I know you’re not ready for that yet. But it’s coming. I’ll run you a bath. You can soak while I unpack everything.” He kissed her lightly on the head. “Now drink that water before we have to start talking about consequences for when you’re naughty.”
Consequences for when she was naughty? Just what kind of consequences was he talking about?
18
Georgina lay back in the bath with a sigh of pleasure. When was the last time she’d had a bath? She didn’t have one in her tiny apartment. Plus, she was usually too busy to take the time when a shower would do.
Is that what her life had come to? Working so much that she didn’t even have time for a freaking bath?
Was she really living or just existing?
“Georgie?”
She tensed. “Yeah?” The bathroom door hadn’t had a lock. She guessed because it was the master. Not that she expected him to just barge in.
“I’ve thrown all your clothes into the wash as I wasn’t sure what was clean or not.”
“All my clothes?” she squeaked out. Shoot! She had her onesie in there. Had he seen that when he was throwing everything in the wash?
“Yep, so I’ve got another of my T-shirts for you here.”
She groaned and closed her eyes.
“You all right?”
“Yes, I’m fine. Just realized I don’t have any clean underwear.”
Shoot! Why’d she go and say that? He didn’t need to know about her underwear situation. She heard him clear his throat through the door.
“Well, I do have some boxers. They’re brand new. Kiesha got them for me.”
They’d likely slip off her but maybe they’d be better than nothing.
“Thanks.”
He returned a few moments later. “I’m going to open the door and put them on the bathroom counter. Don’t worry, I won’t peek.”
She glanced down at herself. She’d found something in his cabinet called Manly Man’s Bath Bubbles. It smelled a bit spicy, which was weird, but the bubbles it created were excellent.
“It’s okay, I’m covered by bubbles.”
“Bubbles?” The door opened and he walked in. “Did you bring bubble bath with you?”
He set the clothes
on the counter and grinned down at her, his arms crossed over his chest. “Wouldn’t have pegged you for a bubble bath girl.”
“There’s nothing wrong with a good bubble bath, as you’d know,” she said slyly. “Since I used your bubble bath stuff.”
He straightened. “Mine?”
She pointed at the bathroom cabinet. “It was in there. Hope you don’t mind.”
Opening the cupboard, he drew it out, groaning. There was a tinge of red in his cheeks. Darn, that was really quite cute. Big guy could blush.
“Kiesha is the worst at gift giving.”