clean.”
“No. You relax. Please get me your grocery list when you have the opportunity. I’m ordering the groceries tonight so they’ll deliver them in the morning.”
“Okay.”
“ Oriti .”
“ Oriti .”
She went back inside and left me lying in the pool alone, and cold. I thought about relaxing by the pool all day. And I thought about going inside and looking over the script on my next project. And I thought about taking a nap. But what I ended up doing was changing into some shorts and a t-shirt and walking back into the main house.
When I finally found her, she was leaning over the toilet and scrubbing with all her might.
“Hey,” I said.
Frightened, she jumped and rammed her head into the stool. “Bugger!”
“Sorry. I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t you know better than to sneak up on a woman? Good Lord. You scared the piss out of me.”
“Are you okay?”
“Very well, thank you.” She rubbed her forehead just above the eye and sat onto her bottom. “Did you need something?”
“I thought I’d help.”
“Help what?”
I pulled my arms out from behind my back and showed her my yellow plastic dish gloves covered hands.
“You’re volunteering to help me clean?”
“What else do I have to do?”
“Apparently nothing. You’re the most pitiful person I’ve ever had the privilege of meeting.”
“I’m honored.”
“I’m sure you are.”
I walked into the room and sat on the side of the bathtub.
“Well, don’t fanny about. Why don’t you start with the mirrors?”
“My pleasure.”
She watched as I pulled a sheet of newspaper out of the pile and sprayed the mirror with the water and vinegar mixture. “You’re right,” I said, laughing. “This is sort of fun, but only when you have someone to do it with.”
“You’re odd, very, very odd.”
“Hold your horses, Kei. You haven’t seen anything yet.”
“I don’t own any horses.”
“It’s a figure of speech,” I said with a laugh as I looked at her through the mirror.
She stood and rested her hands on her hips. “We confuse each other immensely, you and I.”
“Yep,” I said while pumping my eyebrows in amusement. “And that’s exactly what makes this so much fun.”
C H A P T E R
7
It was way past eleven by the time we made it out to the campsite and started unloading the car. We left the headlights on so we could set up camp without falling all over each other, and Kei still seemed unsure about spending the night alone in the woods with a guy she hardly knew.
“If I get killed by a bear, I’ll never forgive you,” she said while tugging on the end of a rope that kept her sleeping bag tied into a roll.
“Are there bears out here?”
“I have no clue.” Unable to untie it, she threw it onto the ground and looked over at me, her face full of disgust. “This was your brilliant idea. Did you not check into it?”
“Here.” I handed her my unrolled sleeping bag, which made her smile, and then I picked hers up off the ground. “I checked the weather, didn’t I?”
“I’d much rather get rained on than mauled.”
“What’s the big deal? Nothing wrong with a few battle scars.”
“Glad to hear it.” She neatly unrolled her sleeping bag and smoothed out all the wrinkles before walking to the car. “And you’re certain it isn’t going to rain? It’s looking extremely cloudy.”
“The weatherman said it’s going to pass over. We should be just fine.”
She grabbed her pillow out of the backseat and shut the door.
“Hey, grab mine too, will ya?”
She opened the car door, grabbed my pillow and tucked it under her arm, and then closed the door back. “This isn’t a four-wheel-drive vehicle, and I’m not sure we can get it out of here if it gets stuck in the mud.”
“We’re going to be just fine. Hey, grab that backpack too while you’re at it.”
Her eyes rolled before she spun back around and headed back to the car. “For someone who didn’t want me cleaning up
“No. You relax. Please get me your grocery list when you have the opportunity. I’m ordering the groceries tonight so they’ll deliver them in the morning.”
“Okay.”
“ Oriti .”
“ Oriti .”
She went back inside and left me lying in the pool alone, and cold. I thought about relaxing by the pool all day. And I thought about going inside and looking over the script on my next project. And I thought about taking a nap. But what I ended up doing was changing into some shorts and a t-shirt and walking back into the main house.
When I finally found her, she was leaning over the toilet and scrubbing with all her might.
“Hey,” I said.
Frightened, she jumped and rammed her head into the stool. “Bugger!”
“Sorry. I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t you know better than to sneak up on a woman? Good Lord. You scared the piss out of me.”
“Are you okay?”
“Very well, thank you.” She rubbed her forehead just above the eye and sat onto her bottom. “Did you need something?”
“I thought I’d help.”
“Help what?”
I pulled my arms out from behind my back and showed her my yellow plastic dish gloves covered hands.
“You’re volunteering to help me clean?”
“What else do I have to do?”
“Apparently nothing. You’re the most pitiful person I’ve ever had the privilege of meeting.”
“I’m honored.”
“I’m sure you are.”
I walked into the room and sat on the side of the bathtub.
“Well, don’t fanny about. Why don’t you start with the mirrors?”
“My pleasure.”
She watched as I pulled a sheet of newspaper out of the pile and sprayed the mirror with the water and vinegar mixture. “You’re right,” I said, laughing. “This is sort of fun, but only when you have someone to do it with.”
“You’re odd, very, very odd.”
“Hold your horses, Kei. You haven’t seen anything yet.”
“I don’t own any horses.”
“It’s a figure of speech,” I said with a laugh as I looked at her through the mirror.
She stood and rested her hands on her hips. “We confuse each other immensely, you and I.”
“Yep,” I said while pumping my eyebrows in amusement. “And that’s exactly what makes this so much fun.”
C H A P T E R
7
It was way past eleven by the time we made it out to the campsite and started unloading the car. We left the headlights on so we could set up camp without falling all over each other, and Kei still seemed unsure about spending the night alone in the woods with a guy she hardly knew.
“If I get killed by a bear, I’ll never forgive you,” she said while tugging on the end of a rope that kept her sleeping bag tied into a roll.
“Are there bears out here?”
“I have no clue.” Unable to untie it, she threw it onto the ground and looked over at me, her face full of disgust. “This was your brilliant idea. Did you not check into it?”
“Here.” I handed her my unrolled sleeping bag, which made her smile, and then I picked hers up off the ground. “I checked the weather, didn’t I?”
“I’d much rather get rained on than mauled.”
“What’s the big deal? Nothing wrong with a few battle scars.”
“Glad to hear it.” She neatly unrolled her sleeping bag and smoothed out all the wrinkles before walking to the car. “And you’re certain it isn’t going to rain? It’s looking extremely cloudy.”
“The weatherman said it’s going to pass over. We should be just fine.”
She grabbed her pillow out of the backseat and shut the door.
“Hey, grab mine too, will ya?”
She opened the car door, grabbed my pillow and tucked it under her arm, and then closed the door back. “This isn’t a four-wheel-drive vehicle, and I’m not sure we can get it out of here if it gets stuck in the mud.”
“We’re going to be just fine. Hey, grab that backpack too while you’re at it.”
Her eyes rolled before she spun back around and headed back to the car. “For someone who didn’t want me cleaning up
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