“Oh my god, yes. Do I have plastic bags?”
Kim had the coolest clawfoot tub that begged to be bathed in, and I’d mentioned that when she’d walked me through it a few days ago.
Jaxon smiled. “Yeah, baby, you do. I’ll go get it started and then help you.”
He kissed me quickly, then headed into the master bedroom. I followed him, hobbling with my crutches, and sitting on the edge of the bed. After helping me get naked, he wrapped my boot in a large trash bag, tying it closed, then taping it for extra protection.
“Ready?” he asked.
I nodded and he lifted me, setting me gently in the tub and I settled my leg over the side. Jaxon had folded a towel over the rim for comfort and I sighed as the warm water covered me. “This is heaven.”
Jaxon grinned and set my body wash and shampoo on the ledge. “You’re cute as hell with your plastic leg.”
“You think so, huh?” I raised my leg slightly. “It’s lavender scented which is the newest fashion accessory choice. Practical and pleasant smelling.”
He laughed, leaning down to kiss me. “You soak, I’m gonna do a little work. Call me when you’re ready to get out.”
“It will be never,” I warned.
“Okay, Rufus, I’ll drag you out when you start to prune.”
“Wait until I’m fully shriveled, please.”
“We’ll see.”
I flicked water at him and he laughed as he left the room.
* * *
Jaxon
Istudied the informationBrock had emailed me and sighed. This wasn’t good. I pulled out my phone and called him and he answered on the first ring. “Matt thinks he might have a lead,” Brock said.
“‘Might’ isn’t making me feel better,” I said. “I don’t like that Graham’s gone to ground. Where’s Billy?”
“Still in Savannah.”
“You’re sure he’s clean?”
“Squeaky,” Brock said. “I think he was just as sideswiped by all of this as the Morgan sisters.”
“Yeah, that’s the impression I got as well.”
“Did you see him in Savannah?”
“Hell, no. That man knew he needed to keep a wide berth with me,” I ground out. “I don’t care that he’s one of their best friends. He put that asshole directly in the path of Harmony and I’ll never forgive him for that.”
“Yeah,” Brock said. “But love does weird things to people.”
“Love should never blind you so much you forget who your friends are.”
Brock chuckled. “This is true. You know, there is a possibility Graham’s gone for good.”
“Do you believe that?” I challenged.
“Not in the least.”
I sighed. “Me neither.”
