Page 45 of Dream Mates
“Hi.” She looked up at me.
“I thought you were getting fed soup in the bath?” I stroked her damp hair.
“Yes, but…” Her look grew bashful. Squirming out of my arms she held out the little box. “I… I’m so sore. If I am, then you must be, too. Need anything?”
“I am sore. What do you have in there?” I eyed the box which looked like a little paper treasure chest.
She put it down on the bed and opened it, taking out little tubes, packets, tea, fuzzy socks, and little green balls.
Grace handed me a tube and a green ball. “Here.”
“Thanks?”
Her look went bashful again. “The bath fizzy makes your squishy parts feel better. Evan gets them from the Center. They gave me this whole kit.”
I glanced over at a paper on the bed that saidpost-heat kit.
“So, I put this in my bath, and it makes me feel better?” Okay, I’d try that.
“Yes. I like them. I haven’t tried the cream, but it’s supposed to do the same, after your bath. You can have other things if you think they’d be better.” Grace showed me everything in the box.
I looked at the cream and the other lotions and potions. Wow. I had no idea they made all this stuff.
In the end, I took the green ball and the tube she’d picked out originally.
“Thank you so much, Grace. I appreciate you sharing.” I gave her a kiss.
Giving me a shy smile, she left.
I looked at the green ball in my hand. Might as well give it a try. I’d never tried a bath fizzy. While the bath filled, I rinsed off, because I was gross.
Unwrapping the green ball, I threw it in the water. With a fizz, the green spread through the water. Okay, that would be why it was called abath fizzy.
I turned off the tap, lowered myself in and…
Oh fuck. Comfort surrounded me as I fully immersed myself in the green water. I lounged in the warm scented water, which definitely made me feel a whole lot better.
Evan had known about these this whole time and never told me about them? That was practically treason.
Wes walked in and saw me. “Um, hi.”
“Hi, Wes. Just taking a bath. I think Grace is with Spencer,” I told him from the tub. His room shared a bathroom with ours.
“Yeah. He’s feeding her soup. He’ll wake us for lunch.” Wes went and took a piss. “Are you okay? That was a lot.”
“Yeah. Bren’s with Evan?” I asked.
Wes nodded as he washed his hands. “Yeah, they’re asleep in Evan’s room. I’m going to take a nap in my bed.”
“Sounds good to me.” I finished my bath and rinsed off again. Fatigue pressed down on me. I’d use the sauna later.
Reaching out through the bond, it seemed like Brennan and Evan were still sleeping. Good. Selfishly I’d like a nap alone, followed by a really big lunch, and maybe some of that ice cream.
Chapter Twelve
Evan
Ileaned into Wes as we fished off the edge of the boat. It wasn’t a yacht, but it wasn’t the little two-person wooden fishing boat my grandpa had. It was perfect for lazy afternoons, sunsets, and a little fishing.
