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“Yeah, thanks” All three of therins, and yeah, as it turned out, I didn’tnearly as much as I’d feared

I nabbed the drink and platter-sized brownie I’d bought for Arthur before lettingback to the cabin, hts about whether Arthur would be waiting in a towel Or maybe still be in the tub, all slippery and soapy

Even better

Chapter Twenty

Arthur

“You still soaking?” Derrick called froed sponge if I stayed in this tub any longer

“Yup You can bringhim to tell ood onof Epsom salts on me, and Stacey some bubble bath that smelled like pricey herbs

I felt like a well-seasoned, salt-basted turkey after rant soak, but I was in a far better rin way more easily when Derrick appeared in the doorway to the bathrooiant iced coffee in hand

“Hey, ently atme even more than the water

“Excellent” Not about to turn down tub-side service, I wriggled under the water as Derrick brought the drink over He even held it forsip

“You truly are the best pretend boyfriend ever Like undercover FBI agent-level good at the ruse” Bea at him, I took another drink before he set the cup aside

“You watch too many bad movies” Derrick knelt down next to the tub

“More like I read too hed as he shifted around, apparently settling in for a chat withof, are you here to play valet? Going to scrub my back?”

“Does Sabrina write period pieces too?” Picking up the soap from the little tray on the side of the tub, he also reached for a washcloth from the nearby rack

“Wait” I held up a hand before he could proceed “I wasn’t serious”

“I was Lean forward” He pushed on my shoulder

“Why do you have to be so perfect?” Sighing, I coh to turn down a chance to have his hands on me