Holding it to her nose, she inhaled, smelling the faint scent he’d worn into it. The same scent she knew from holding her face against his back on that motorcycle ride here.
She’d never met anyone like him.
Why would she? If not for having been captured trying to save Phoebe, Hallene wouldn’t have ever found Sam.
Slipping the shirt on, she dug out a brush and detangled the mop of curls that fell around her face. Would he still say she looked like sex on a stick when he got a look at all this hair?
Leaving the brush for him since she had no comb, she packed up her shoulder bag and rinsed out her other clothes to hang on the towel bar. She could have worn her panties, but his black T-shirt fell past her bum.
They were adults. That meant they’d share the bed.
She’d be dead to the world the minute her head hit the pillow and trusted Sam not to touch her no matter how much she wanted him to hold her.
Chapter 26
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Sam had been relaxingin the chair when Hailey emerged from the bathroom with damp hair. She wore an oversized black T-shirt. He sat up.
That shirt looked suspiciously like the one he’d given her in Venezuela.
Huh. He liked seeing that on her. The little control freak had kept a dirty shirt from an unknown black operator. Had washed it even.
The more he learned about her, the more he wanted to know.
He’d like to see that shirt tossed across the room and all her pretty skin on display, proving he was a horndog after all she’d been through today.
Her hair naturally curled when wet. She hadn’t used the hair dryer to straighten it. He liked the curls.
He’d say it made her seem less dangerous, but the opposite was true. That hair and body could tempt a monk.
He was no monk.
She yawned. “There are few things as wonderful as hot water regardless of the hotel rating when you crave a shower.”
Standing up, he couldn’t take his eyes off every move of her body. He liked seeing this not-as-controlled side of her. His gaze refused to move from that black shirt hugging her sexy curves. He’d like to know just what hid beneathhisshirt, which was why he told himself to take a hot shower now or he’d need a cold one instead.
