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“As much as you want.”
“Fine.”
I sit back so he can get up and reluctantly watch him head into the bathroom. The idea of showering with him sounds nice but there’s nothing inside me that would get me to go into that small room until I absolutely have to. I’ll piss over the balcony if needed.
Kade leaves the door open as he strips and stares at me, like he’s afraid that if he blinks, I’ll be gone. He’s bruised all over, but he only seems to care about me.
“Do not do anything stupid,” he says.
“I’ll consider it.”
“Do more than consider,” he grumbles as he pulls open the glass door and steps inside the shower. I wander into the room and set my bag on the bed. Then I realize I’m actually rather thirsty and hungry. I check the menu, but the dining service stopped hours ago, so I head toward the door.
“I’m getting some snacks,” I say. “I won’t run off.”
“Alright,” he calls back, so I swing the door open and step out into the hallway. I feel like I saw a vending machine toward the far end of the hallway that I get halfway to before I hear, “LEN!”
Startled, I turn around to look at an absolutely dripping Kade running down the hallway with a hand towel barely covering anything.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
“What the fuck areyoudoing? I asked you not to leave!”
“I’m not leaving. I said I was getting snacks and you said ‘Alright!’”
Kade slows down. “No, you said ‘I won’t run off’ to which I said, ‘Alright.’”
“Yeah, on my way to get snacks. Now you’re showing your ass to anyone who might want to see.”
He’s staring at me, not caring at all what he’s wearing… or not wearing, and I realize he looks a bit anxious. “Len, I’m serious.”
“I am too. I don’t even have my rifle on me. I’m not going to go kill him without having everything.”
Kade still seems hesitant but nods as he holds his hand towel tightly against his front. “Okay… okay, fine. Just… I’m going with you.”
“Like that?” I ask, eyebrows arching.
“One hundred percent like this. You know what? We’re going to fucking hold hands too.”
“Don’t you need two hands to hold up that towel?”
“Nope,” he grumbles as we go into the alcove with the vending machine.
“What do you want?” I ask as I stare down at his hand in mine.
“For you to listen.”
“I did listen!”
“I told you not to leave, and I trusted you wouldn’t leave. What happens if someone was waiting outside that door for you and shot you in the head? I’d have to go back to being a bitter asshole.”
“You act like you converted into a nun in the span of five days,” I say.
“I am a motherfucking nun, you hear me? Fucking saint. And I will turn back if you don’t make it worth my while.”
“Fine, what does Saint Kade want?”
“Everything.”
