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“It looks good”

“Why don’t I do sohtly routine?”

“Are you concerned, or curious about what my pajamas look like?”

Micah snickered “Can’t I be both?”

“Smart answer Please make yourself at home There’s plenty to eat and drink in the kitchen I won’t be long”

“Take your ti for you”

The sincerity had her heart beating faster He had an intensity that left her speechless as his eyes bore into her own

“Thank you”

“Mhmm”

He went back to the living roos anddown, she tossed her clothing into the wicker basket in the corner and turned on the water Stepping underneath the warrabbed her coconut scented body wash, placed it on her pastel blue scrubbing ball, and lathered it up Washing away the grime of the day, she felt her muscles relax beneath the heated spray

Feeling clean, she stuck her head beneath the spray and used the Aragon oil infused shampoo She had her father’s defined curl, but her hair drank conditioner like herher scalp, she rotated her shoulders and h the curls carefully, she gave them a final rinse

She stilled Suddenly she didn’t feel alone in the roo the conditioner out of her hair, she jerked back when the shower curtain moved inward The impression of a hand made her scream The shower curtain shook violently

“Daize,” Micah yelled over the sound of the running shower, “I’led the door she hadn’t locked, and she fumbled with the shower knob Her slippery hands were cluht

“Leavefor the ghost to strike again, she stue, fluffy towel, and wrapped it around her body

Micah sturipped her upper arht? What happened?”