Page 22 of Innocent Intentions

Well, there goes my escape plan.

I take a moment to look around.

There’s an obnoxiously large bed, easily big enough for six of me. No one needs this much bed.

The frame, along with all the furniture, is dark wood. The bedding is navy, and the headboard has way too many pillows for a single man.

Either he had an interior decorator, or there’s a woman in his life.

Oh my God.

What if I’m locked in his wife’s bedroom?

I will murder him if I’m stuck here while his poor, unsuspecting wife wonders where he is.

I try to think if he was wearing a wedding band, but my mind comes up blank. Probably because I was a little distracted by the whole double murder.

And by his jawline.

I shake that thought away and focus.

The walls are a soft cream, trimmed with crown molding. Two beautiful sconces hang above the nightstands, casting a warm glow. At the foot of the bed sits a bench seat, and beneath it all is the softest rug I’ve ever felt.

I take a step towards the beautiful armoire facing the bed and open it.

Empty.

I move on to the three doors.

The first door: Closet.

More like small boutique.

It’s insanely organized, everything color-coded, meticulously folded, and arranged by category. But no women’s clothing.

Okay, so no wife.

The sense of relief I feel has nothing to do with him being single and everything to do with the fact that I’m not locked in another woman’s room.

Keep lying to yourself.

The second door: Balcony.

I step outside.

He wasn’t lying. A fall from this high would leave me seriously injured. Or dead. The breathtaking view shows the acres of land behind his house. The greenery stretches for miles.

Benny’s going to love playing out there.

The thought soothes me.

The third door: Bathroom.

If I thought the closet was excessive, this?

This is insanity.

The double vanity is immaculate. Two sinks, but only one has products around it. A massive tub sits against the wall. It’s big enough to comfortably fit Benny. The shower stall has glass so clear, I can see the plethora of showerheads mounted on the ceiling and walls.

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