Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 155775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 779(@200wpm)___ 623(@250wpm)___ 519(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 779(@200wpm)___ 623(@250wpm)___ 519(@300wpm)
Well. That was good then, wasn’t it?
“Now, come on, we both need to bathe and then we’re both going to get some much-needed sleep.”
He lifted her into the bath before following her in, sitting behind her with her between his legs. Then he started to wash her carefully.
“Cash?” she asked.
“Yeah, baby,” he said absentmindedly as he took care to wash her breasts very thoroughly.
If it wasn’t for the slight pain in her pussy, she might be up for more. But she didn’t think it was a good idea if she wanted to walk tomorrow.
“You know that what happened tonight didn’t change the way I feel about you, right? It didn’t make me look at you any differently.”
He froze for a moment, then continued to wash her. “I know, baby. As long as you know that that’s never happening again. That part of my life is shut off to you. I don’t want it anywhere near you. I don’t want it tainting you.”
“Nothing about you could ever taint me,” she said. But she knew better than to argue with him. His voice was firm. He’d made up his mind. And generally, what Cash wanted, Cash got. And she wanted him to get whatever he wanted.
Thankfully, what he wanted was her.
55
When she stepped out of the bedroom the next morning Addie realized that the rooms weren’t soundproof enough.
It was more than obvious that they all knew what had happened. She could feel herself blushing bright red, and she turned around, bumping into Cash, her nose banging into his chest.
He wrapped his arms around her and held on tight. Then he lifted her up into his arms and carried her to the table. Suddenly, everyone started talking again, and she wondered if he’d given them all a warning look.
Maybe she’d just pretend that she didn’t know that they all knew. Yeah, that was probably the best idea.
Cash sat at the table with her on his lap, turning her sideways. Reaching over, he grabbed a croissant and placed it on the plate in front of him, cutting it in half. He then held one half up to her mouth.
Addie shook her head. Her stomach was tied into knots. She didn’t think she could eat anything.
She really wanted some coffee. She pointed to the coffee mug in front of him.
“You can have some coffee once you eat something,” he told her. “You need something in your stomach.”
She rubbed her tummy and stared at him with a frown.
“Your tummy will feel better once it’s got some food in it,” he told her firmly.
Cash didn’t seem at all fazed by the fact that she’d gone nonverbal. Thankfully, neither did anyone else. She took a bite of the croissant, knowing that she wasn’t going to get her own way. And it seemed he was right. Her stomach started to settle after a few bites.
Cash reached for the coffee mug, taking a sip. Rude. She’d wanted some coffee. Addie glanced around. Was there more coffee somewhere?
When she turned back, he held the mug to her lips. “Here you go. It’s a good temperature, not too hot, not too cold. Just how you like it.”
He knew how warm she liked her coffee? Maybe it really didn’t matter that they hadn’t known each other that long. When it was the right person, time didn’t seem to matter.
Just the way they felt about each other and treated each other did.
“So what do we do now?” Dotty asked. “I feel like I don’t know what to do with all of this.”
Addie glanced up at her. She wasn’t sure that she’d ever heard Dotty feel or sound so lost.
Before anyone could answer, there was a knock on the door.
“Did we order any more room service?” Ralen asked as he glanced around the table. The only one not eating was Monroe, but that was no different than any other time.
Everyone shook their heads and Ralen got up, moving to the door and looking through the peephole.
“Fuck, what the hell?” Ralen grumbled as he opened the door. To her surprise, Butch was standing on the other side.
“What are you doing here?” Ralen asked rather rudely.
Butch just glared at him. “Making sure you guys aren’t fucking everything up.”
He stormed into the room. “Shut the door, would you?”
“Sure, I’d love to be your butler,” Ralen said.
“If you were my butler, I would have fired you for being a pain in my ass.”
“Now that’s something I definitely don’t want to be,” Ralen said.
Huh? What was he talking about?
Butch moved his gaze around all of them. Was it her imagination or did his gaze linger on Dotty?
“What’s going on?” Cash asked.
Butch picked up a croissant before sitting down at the table next to Dotty, where Ralen had been seated a moment ago.
“Hey, man, that was my fucking chair,” Ralen said as he moved around to sit next to Monroe.