“Ahh.” He kissed the top of her head.
“So,” she said, “what else have you got in that magic bag of tricks?”
Chapter Nineteen
She studied the wardrobe full of beautiful clothes and felt like a fraud.
What was she doing here? Doubts filled her head, making it ache. She shivered slightly. The towel Kent had wrapped around her after their shower together was now damp. Yep, after having absolutely mind-blowing sex with the most gorgeous man on the planet she’d showered with him.
Naked.
Well, naked was the normal state to have a shower in, after all. She shook her head. She was a mess. For a brief period, she’d managed to forget the state of her life. When Kent took charge, it was like the stress melted off and then when he’d touched her, when he drove her up to that peak, and she’d crashed...
There had been nothing else.
But now reality was back. Truth was, she could ignore it all she liked but this wasn’t going to just go away. What was she going to do?
She sat on the bed, still wrapped in the damp towel and stared around at the beautiful room she was in. It appeared even more gorgeous in daylight. This whole house was spectacular. She was in Kent Jensen’s house. She’d slept in his bed. In his arms. She was about to get dressed in the most wonderful clothes she’d ever seen in her life.
And none of it seemed quite real.
Was she...was she really his girlfriend? Stress flooded her, making it hard for her breath. A weight pressed against her chest. She didn’t deserve any of this. She wasn’t anything special.
Why her?
Abby, stop. You’re here. He wants you.
He’d made that clear. And she wanted him. More than she could have ever imagined. In ways she’d definitely never imagined.
She grabbed Boss Hog, hugging him against her. Yeah, her life was a mess. But she also had something good for the first time ever. And she wasn’t going to let her self-doubts get in the way, was she?
Well, she was going to try not to.
HE GLANCED AT THE STAIRS for the hundredth time. What was she doing?
He shouldn’t have let her leave his sight so soon after taking her into bed. When she’d ducked off to get dressed, he’d felt like she needed a bit of time to herself. But giving her too much time could backfire on him. He just hoped like hell she wasn’t going to attempt to pull away from him.
Well, if she did, he’d just drag her back. Because he wasn’t letting go. Maybe he hadn’t thought he’d want this sort of relationship, but once he made up his mind about something that was it.
Just as he was about to go up and get her, she appeared in the doorway.
“Hi,” she said shyly.
Relief filled him. All right, she didn’t look like she’d spent the last twenty minutes devising a way to leave.
“Hey, baby girl. Everything okay?”
“Sort of.” She gave him a wry smile. “I guess as good as it can be with everything that’s happened.”
“I get that.” He held out his hand to her. She walked slowly over and slipped her small hand into his. He drew her close and kissed her lightly. “It will be okay. I promise.”
She leaned her forehead against his chest. “I know I should tell you I can handle this on my own. But the truth is, I’m totally out of my depth and have been for a while.”
“There is nothing that says you have to handle this yourself. It doesn’t make you weak or less to ask for help, Abby.”
She leaned back. “Do you ever ask for help?”
“All the time.”