Face,meet palm. “I don’t suppose they sell underwear?”
A short pause. “If you’re looking for a place to buy lingerie, you can try the Takashimaya or Mitsukoshi department store. They both open at ten a.m.”
“It’s okay. Thanks.” I hang up, then glare at the bathroom door. Why did Rhys have to add this impromptu destination without a warning? And just how much underwear didhepack? He hasn’t said a word about needing laundry service.
Huffing, I stare out at the glittering traffic lights and tall buildings, most of them lit with workers burning the midnight oil. The traffic flows the wrong way because people here drive on the opposite side, just like London. Tokyo’s been on my bucket list since forever, but I wanted to come on a nice, leisurely vacation, not with a grumpy workaholic who wants to mold me into his very own Mini-Me.
Since I have nothing better to do, I check my personal emails. All sorts of sales notices from stores I bought from maybe once clog my inbox. But there’s also a note from Silicone Dream asking me to designate an alternate address, since the delivery address is unavailable. I bought my roommate a Year of Finishing First subscription because she needs it after that fiasco with her so-called fiancé.
But I don’t know Ailee’s new address…or even if shehasa new address yet. So I give Silicone Dream my office address. I’ll hand-deliver the first box to her, then ask her to update the delivery info for the rest of the subscription.
The bathroom door opens. Rhys walks out wearing nothing but boxer shorts.
I freeze.Oh my God. What does he do to get a physique like that? When does he find the time? None of my boyfriends ever looked this amazing.
Warmth pools in my belly, and my mouth dries. His damp bangs hang loosely forward, making him look younger andmuchmore touchable. The heat from the shower gives his mouth a nice, rosy flush, which makes me wonder if that’s how his lips look after a long, lingering kiss.
Stop thinking about kissing and Rhys in the same sentence!
This is just wrong. His torso is more muscular and solid than I imagined, with thick pecs and broad shoulders. And the abs? A six-pack all the way. Those ridges look mouthwatering. My gaze tracks the waterdrop gliding down from his chest all the way to the abs, until I suddenly realize letting my eyes wander south isn’t a good idea. I jerk my eyes up. Thankfully, his glasses are slightly foggy. He probably missed my ridiculous reaction to his godly body.
“Are you done in there?” I blurt out, doing my best to keep my eyes above his chin level.
“Yes.”
I grab my toiletries and pajamas and jump to my feet. “I’m going to shower now!”
The fog on his glasses clears, revealing amusement glimmering in the blue depths. “Thanks for the announcement. It’s all yours.”
Chapter Five
Rhys
Max jumps into the bathroom and slams the door shut. It’s like I’m a grenade with its pin pulled and the bathroom is a bunker. What’s that about? Does she think I’m like Dad? That I’ll try to seduce her because we have to share a room?
My eyebrows snap together in displeasure. My parents ruined so many things. A normal childhood simply isn’t possible when your folks are in an open marriage and all their escapades make the gossip rags. Super awkward to get asked in school by other kids why your father has four girlfriends when he’s married, and it just got worse as the years went by.
The only positive thing about my parents’ lifestyle is my brothers. I would die for them, no questions asked.
I pick up my phone, which is buzzing again, then settle comfortably against the headboard. There’s no way this bed is king size. I have one in my house, and it’smuchbigger than this.
–Finn: I just knew Pete would be difficult!
–Me: Let him threaten.
–Finn: He knows he isn’t big enough for us to care, so he’s trying to convince some of the other investors to join him and pull out early together.
–Gideon: Sounds like a premature ejaculation orgy.
I snort-laugh.
–Liam: That asshole. You made him so much damn money.
My heart warms at my youngest bro’s defense. Liam is nothing if not loyal.
–Roarke: It’s ridiculous. It isn’t like some fake scandal makes you less capable of making them richer.
I nod, happy to have my brothers on my side. Still, it’s annoying that Pete’s being a dick. The problem with Pete isn’t Pete, but the people he’s close to. He’s a complete sycophant and overly well connected.So…annoying.
