Page 49 of Purr For Me
“I’ll help you undress, but only down to your underwear. The cold water will wake you up enough for you to finish on your own. I have something you can wear to sleep in.”
“Okay.”
At that moment, Lexie didn’t give a shit if Kade saw her naked. All she wanted was to get a shower and then slip in between some sheets. Where that happened was irrelevant to her.
Kade guided her into a bathroom and turned on a light. She was glad that it wasn’t harsh. He unzipped her dress and helped her step out of it. She’d lost her heels somewhere along the way.
She heard the spray of a shower, and then Kade said, “Okay. Here we go.”
As she stepped under the water, her body rejoiced at its coolness. It felt like heaven as Lexie stood there. A sigh escaped her as Kade drew her hair away from her face. She lifted her head, tilting her face up to the showerhead to let it run over her face.
She became alert enough to notice Kade’s arm around her waist, steadying her.
“Think you can take it from here?”
Looking down, she watched the corded muscles in Kade’s forearm flex as he started sliding it away, and was fascinated. “Yeah. I’ll be fine.”
“You sure?”
Feeling a little stronger, she nodded. “I’m sure.”
“All right. I’ll go get you something to wear and just put it on the chair in here.”
“Okay.”
He was gone the next moment, and Lexie leaned against the wall to stay upright. The water eased some remaining nausea and she was loath to move. Maybe she could sleep right there tonight.
The image of herself curling up on the shower floor made her laugh at first, but then it seemed so sad. Tears formed in her eyes, which pissed her off. Suddenly, her bra felt like it was strangling her. Reaching behind her, she fumbled with the hooks and gave up after two attempts.
Trying to take it off like a shirt didn’t work either. It clung to her torso like a second skin.
“Kade! Where are you? I can’t get this fucking bra off!”
A moment later, she heard him enter the bathroom, and he pulled the shower curtain back. Glancing over at him, she saw that he’d changed out of his suit and now wore only board shorts. Even in her drunken stupor, she thought he was red-hot.
“Hi, handsome.”
He grinned, and her heart did a slow flip. “Hi, yourself, beautiful. I want to be clear about this. You’re giving me permission to undo your bra, correct?”
“Yes, please.”
“Okay. If I do that much, will you be all right on your own?”
“I think so.”
He gave a nod and within seconds; she felt the hated garment loosen.
“All right. Holler when you’re dressed. I’ll make sure you get to the kitchen without falling on your face.”
“Such a gentleman,” she quipped.
Kade chuckled and withdrew. The shower curtain fell back into place, and she was alone again. Lexie slid the bra from her body and had the presence of mind to drop it in the shower instead of on the bathroom floor. She peeled her panties off, and they joined her bra.
She looked around for soap and saw a bottle of men’s bodywash on one of the shelves. Better to smell like a man than like vomit, she reasoned. She squirted some into her palm and just ran it over herself since she didn’t have a washcloth or anything. The citrus and pepper scent cleared her head a little and she rinsed.
Stepping out of the shower, she found a fluffy blue towel on the aforementioned chair and dried off. Under the towel lie a pair of pink plaid cotton ladies’ boxers and a matching t-shirt. A wave of dizziness hit her when she went to put on the shirt, and she thought she would have to call Kade again, but it subsided and finished dressing on her own.
“Kade? I’m ready.”
