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she went immediately to the brand I’m pretty sure she’d always used. She opened the top and smelled it, she closed it and put it back on the shelf and seemed to be at war with herself.
    “What’s wrong Sunshine?” I asked in the way I’d used on the road, Jesus, not even twenty four hours ago…
    “I can smell like whatever I want now right?” she asked.
    Jesus fucking Christmas, he’d even controlled what she’d smelled like? I looked at her and blinked and before I knew what I was saying it was out of my mouth,
    “Sunshine, if you want to smell every fuckin’ soap, shampoo and lotion in this fuckin’ place until you find what you like well then I’m going to stand here and wait until you’re done. Go to it.” I leaned on the cart and watched my words sink in, and I gotta tell you…
    So. Fucking. Worth. It.
    Because she fucking smiled , and it was like the sun had come out from behind the clouds, lighting up her whole face to the point she fucking glowed . I knew right then that one man’s loss had just become my treasure because there was no way I knew what I was doing but at the same time there was no way I was letting her go, the attraction was just that strong.
    I told my inner cave man to get back in his hole and I smiled back at her and made myself as good as my word. I stood there and waited for her to figure out what she wanted to smell like, although when I’d carried her from the shower, smelling like my body wash hadn’t been a bad thing. I’d kind of liked my smell all over her. Way more than I should have for having just met her. Hell I think I was sunk the moment she’d looked at me with those bright golden eyes of hers. I sighed. I watched her move carefully up and down the aisle and decided to make it a priority to learn more about her.
    Finally, satisfied with her decisions she returned to the cart with a bottle of shampoo, conditioner, body wash and I think lotion and hairspray or some shit. I didn’t really care. I smiled at her again and asked if she was ready to go. She nodded carefully but I could tell she thought she was forgetting something. Her face was an open book.
    “I think so.” She said softly. Damn she was hard to hear, and I nodded and we hit check out.
    It was a relatively short drive back to the clubhouse and mid-way there her soft voice floated across the interior to reach me.
    “I’ll pay you back.”
    “You think about what you want to do for work?” I asked her.
    “I don’t know what I can do with a liberal arts degree.” She said and my eyebrows went up.
    “Not a fuck of a lot.” I said and laughed, she sobered; her face turned toward the glass and it reflected panic back at me.
    “Don’t worry about it right now. You have to heal up and look presentable b efore you can even start looking. That’s going to take a couple of weeks. We’ll be at the clubhouse for one of ‘em. I got to find a place for us after that. So just… don’t worry about a thing until then. Okay?” I looked over at her and she was staring at me with this strange sort of awe on her face.
    “Okay.” She whispered, and we finished the rest of the ride in silence.

Chapter 4
     
    Ashton…
    “I’m just going to set ‘ em on the bed,” he said pushing through his bedroom’s door.
    “You take your time going through things, get square and come out and join the party if you feel like it. If not, I’ll be in later tonight. No pressure either way.” I nodded dumbly and belatedly registered what he’d said.
    “Something to sleep in…” I mumbled as he was headed back out the door.
    “What?” he popped his head back in and I cringed.
    “I forgot something to sleep in.” I said a bit louder for his benefit and waited for the yelling, the screaming…
    “Use the dress shirt. Keep it, it’s yours.” He said with a shrug and ducked out the door. I blinked after him and sank slowly to the bed. I closed my eyes while the room spun for a moment. Just so much was