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Since she didn’t know any of them, seeing her reaction would be fun.
She put her hand in mine and gave it a squeeze. “Let’s take that bath.”
Let’s?My dick danced at the thought. I’d finish my work later.
I let her lead me into my bathroom, the tub almost full of water and bubbles.
“The corner of the sink with the tray and basket and the drawer under are for you in case you want to keep things in here,” I told her. “Given I have a bathtub, I don’t mind if you use my bathroom.”
Standing on her tip-toes she pulled me down to her and kissed me. “Thank you.” She looked at the bath. “That looks amazing.”
I unwrapped the bath bomb and tossed it in. “That’s going to make you feel better.”
She took off her T-shirt and put it on the counter, then climbed in. Bliss coated her face. “This feels amazing, but I need my tub pillow.”
“Your tub pillow is coming.” Stripping off my pants, I put them next to her shirt and turned out the light. The candles cast a soft glow, making her look like an ethereal sea creature.
I switched on the jets, then climbed in behind her, the warm water soothing as she leaned into me.
A happy noise escaped her lips as my arms wrapped around her and she snuggled into me.
Oh, this was nice. I could see us doing this a lot. Just the two of us and the water. I kissed the top of her head.
Yes, this was perfect, and I wanted a lifetime of this.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Grace
Isat in the front seat of Wes’ truck as we drove into the city so he could go to his important meeting, and I could see Spencer’s company.
Today, I actually wore clothes–cute dressy things Evan had chosen for me. There were even earrings and a necklace. It was quite a change after wearing Wes and Evan’s shirts and yoga pants, while being ablanket potatofor the past few days.
“Are you sure you’re feeling up for it?” Wes asked again, his laundry scent getting intense for a second.
“It’s a tour; I’m not going back to work.” I rolled my eyes. All I’d done the past few days was nap, lounge in the window seat of my room, and check in with Mrs. Beekman and Luc from the integration team, and watch movies when I felt up to it. I was feeling better and remembering a little more every day.
“I’m actually hoping it will trigger my memories,” I added. Not knowing what happened still made me anxious.
“Okay. Don’t push yourself.” He squeezed my hand.
I squeezed it back. “While I’ve loved staying in with you, it’s nice to get out.”
As we drove, Wes pointed things out like Jett and Lexi’s police station and the building Brennan worked in. Then a building that saidCompass BioTekcame into view, and we pulled into an underground garage.
Wes took my hand as we rode the elevator up. He looked nice in a striped button-down and slacks, his hair neatly combed in a way that made me want to mess it up, and a wool pea coat. We entered an understated but not sterile lobby, and he went up to the receptionist.
“Hey, Wes.” He grinned. “Lose your badge again?”
I tried not to laugh.
“No. I need a guest pass.” Wes nodded to me.
“Oh, is this Dr. Ellington? I have her credentials right here.” The receptionist handed me a badge on a lanyard. “Welcome to Compass BioTek.”
“Thanks.” I put it on and let Wes lead me to an elevator. “Wow. I haven’t even started–or been hired.”
“Riley has one. That’s how she gets in and eats free ice cream in the cafeteria. Did Spencer tell you? She came by yesterday withMarcos.” He waggled his eyebrows.
