A Lot Like Forever by Jennifer Snow

Author:Jennifer Snow
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2022-05-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Now…

Whitney quietly slipped out of bed early the next morning, shutting off her alarm before it could sound and wake up Trent. She’d heard him slip in the night before, sometime after three. She stared at him now, sprawled across the bed on his stomach, his arms and legs sticking out of the blankets. Out cold. She’d never met anyone who could sleep as soundly as Trent.

Though it must be easy to sleep when there was nothing to keep him up worrying at night. Trent was such a great man, and karma treated him accordingly.

Bringing her dinner at the office the day before had been a sweet gesture, obviously spurred by her vulnerability she’d shown the night after the haunted house disaster. She would normally be disappointed in herself for having shown the moment of weakness, resulting in him wanting to take care of her, but instead she was actually feeling a lot better.

Maybe breaking down sometimes wasn’t such a bad thing.

The day before, after a good night’s sleep in Trent’s arms, she’d felt refreshed and more motivated in the office as she and Scott had worked on the Race Across America pitch together. She was keeping her promise to let him be involved, and it actually wasn’t so bad to have another opinion on the project. Scott was also funnier than she’d allowed herself to discover and an overall nice guy. He’d had her in stitches with stories of his own failed attempts at surfing. And it was true, laughing was therapeutic.

Getting out of bed, Whitney grabbed her work clothes she’d laid out the night before, and after kissing Trent gently, she left the room. She headed to the bathroom down the hall to get ready for work instead of using the en suite, not wanting to wake him.

She turned on the shower and undressed. Her vision blurred slightly as she went to step into the tub, and she closed her eyes tight, waiting for it to pass. She carefully opened them again and still, the little blue fish on the sea-themed shower curtain swam together.

She climbed in under the spray anyway and took several deep breaths as the water cascaded down her back. Her vision issues were always the worst first thing in the morning and late at night. Stressing about it only made it harder.

She reached for a shampoo bottle and poured the liquid into her hand, realizing too late that it was the conditioner. Damn bottles looked identical. Guess she was co-washing that day.

She lathered her hair, rinsed it, and by the time she shaved her legs, her vision was mostly back to normal.

As she reached for the tap to turn off the shower, she heard the bathroom door open. Trent peeked a sleepy-looking face around the curtain. “Want some company?”

“Why aren’t you sleeping?”

“Because I heard there was a sexy, naked woman in here,” he said with a grin.

Those damn dimples. She could never get enough of that grin. Whitney pulled the curtain back and nodded for him to get in.

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