“Hey, you’re trembling. What is it? What’s wrong? Are you cold?” he asked.
“I don’t know,” she said. “I just feel a bit weird. When you left, I guess I was just worried that maybe I’d done something wrong. It’s silly. Don’t worry about me. I don’t know what’s wrong.”
“It’s not silly. Nothing you feel can be silly, and I don’t want you to dismiss your feelings like that. Understand me? I didn’t leave, baby. I’d never leave you. I just had to get rid of the condom. But next time, if you feel upset or like you need something from me, then you have to tell me. I try my best, but I’m not a mind reader.”
“Sometimes it feels like you can read my mind,” she told him.
“Well, sometimes your face is a bit of an open book,” he replied. “But I don’t want you ever worrying, all right? I have everything under control. Nothing is wrong. You haven’t doneanything wrong, and you won’t as long as you listen to me, of course.”
She snorted. “Well, of course. Then everything will go fine, won’t it?”
“Exactly. Now, I’ve turned the bath on, and you’re going to have a nice soak so you’re not so sore tomorrow.” He picked her up in his arms, carrying her into the bathroom, where he must have turned the bath on when he’d gotten rid of the condom.
She buried her face into his chest. “I can’t believe I actually did that. I had sex with Cash Savage.”
His chest moved as he chuckled. “You did.”
“And I came twice.”
“Oh, yeah,” he said with deep satisfaction as he set her down on her feet, then tested the bathwater, mixing it up and pouring in some bubblebath that he must have found from somewhere. “You definitely did.”
“Was it . . . was it good for you?” she asked quietly.
“Baby, couldn’t you tell by the way I moaned when I came?” He turned to her, cupping her face between his hands. “It was better than good for me. It was the most amazing experience I’ve ever had.”
Well. That was good then, wasn’t it?
“Now, come on, we both need to bathe and then we’re both going to get some much-needed sleep.”
He lifted her into the bath before following her in, sitting behind her with her between his legs. Then he started to wash her carefully.
“Cash?” she asked.
“Yeah, baby,” he said absentmindedly as he took care to wash her breasts very thoroughly.
If it wasn’t for the slight pain in her pussy, she might be up for more. But she didn’t think it was a good idea if she wanted to walk tomorrow.
“You know that what happened tonight didn’t change the way I feel about you, right? It didn’t make me look at you any differently.”
He froze for a moment, then continued to wash her. “I know, baby. As long as you know that that’s never happening again. That part of my life is shut off to you. I don’t want it anywhere near you. I don’t want it tainting you.”
“Nothing about you could ever taint me,” she said. But she knew better than to argue with him. His voice was firm. He’d made up his mind. And generally, what Cash wanted, Cash got. And she wanted him to get whatever he wanted.
Thankfully, what he wanted was her.
55
When she stepped out of the bedroom the next morning Addie realized that the rooms weren’t soundproof enough.
It was more than obvious that they all knew what had happened. She could feel herself blushing bright red, and she turned around, bumping into Cash, her nose banging into his chest.
He wrapped his arms around her and held on tight. Then he lifted her up into his arms and carried her to the table. Suddenly, everyone started talking again, and she wondered if he’d given them all a warning look.
Maybe she’d just pretend that she didn’t know that they all knew. Yeah, that was probably the best idea.
Cash sat at the table with her on his lap, turning her sideways. Reaching over, he grabbed a croissant and placed it on the plate in front of him, cutting it in half. He then held one half up to her mouth.
Addie shook her head. Her stomach was tied into knots. She didn’t think she could eat anything.
