minutes.”
“I’ll be there,” she called as the door clicked shut again. She’d never had a lover like him before. Generous, gentle, and actually able to cook! He was something quite different than what she was used to. Not that you know him that well at all , her inner voice chimed in with a cautious reminder. He was clearly a soldier, or had been, but he could also be so kind. His hands were callused, and his manner rough around the edges at times. Yet he had high-end hair products and two-hundred dollar cologne in his medicine cabinet. The man was full of contradictions.
She hadn’t dated much when she was younger. She’d been too tall, too gangly for the boys of high school, and she’d gone to work straight afterward. First working as a receptionist and later as a personal assistant to one of the high-powered executives employed at Tanner Entertainment. That was how Robert had found her in the first place. Before him, there hadn’t been much time for more than casual dating, and after that, he’d swept her off her feet and into his world at a dizzying speed.
Robert had started off charming and confident, but his confidence seemed hollow now she’d met Sinjin. Sinjin wasn’t just sure of himself. He was truly capable, giving off the impression that there was nothing in the world he couldn’t handle. Robert suffered from the comparison, what she’d taken for ability now seemed like empty arrogance, and his charm was just gilding that hid a very ugly core. Sinjin was rougher, more real, but he’d treated her injuries and taken care of her in ways no other man had since she was a little girl and her father could set the world right with just his smile.
Dad would like him. The thought popped into her head unexpectedly, and she was surprised at where her mind had gone. This was just a fling, wasn’t it? A week together, if he didn’t drop her like a hot potato the next time Robert’s ghost came calling. She knew he wouldn’t though. He’d promised her he’d help, and he was a man of his word. She trusted him.
Realizing she’d lost track of time, she rinsed the last of the conditioner from her hair and shut off the water. Reaching out the shower door, she could easily grab one of the towels he’d left for her, and she laughed as she spotted the My Little Pony characters frolicking across the fabric. Clearly, this must have been stored here at the cabin and hadn’t been one he’d brought with him. As promised, a T-shirt and an extra thick pair of socks were laid out beside the towel, and she got dressed. The gray shirt he’d lent her came to midthigh, with the words “Property of the US Marine Corp” stamped on the front.
She combed out her hair and left it loose, wondering if he had a hair dryer stashed somewhere. His hair was nearly as long as hers so surely it was a possibility. She pulled on the socks last, her bruised stomach aching again as she leaned over to tug the socks over her abused feet. Yep, I’m a mess. She straightened up very carefully and headed to the main cabin, the smell of bacon, eggs, and toast making her mouth water.
Chapter 6
He’d slept without a single nightmare. That hadn’t happened since the attack. He knew it was because of Michelle, as surely as he knew the sun rose in the east and eggs burned if one left them cooking too long… Shit! He realized he’d let his attention wander and grabbed a spatula, rescuing the eggs from overcooking. That summed up the impact she was having on his life right there, distracting him and setting his nice, orderly life off-kilter. He snorted with laughter at himself. Yeah, right. She wasn’t the reason he was up here, hiding from the world. He’d managed to screw himself up just fine, all by himself.
He tossed another couple of slices of bread into the toaster, and his mind wandered right back to thoughts of Michelle. He remembered the way she had looked last night. Her blue eyes had been full of fear, and her wet hair
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