Boyfrenemy by Sosie Frost

Author:Sosie Frost [Frost, Sosie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Remington

The promise of a free bathroom with complimentary bubble bath was the key to a woman’s heart.

Better than chocolate, wine, or sex.

Well, maybe not sex.

All it took for Cassi to pack her bags and move her gorgeous ass into my cabin was a fight between Tidus and Quint. One busted showerhead and five hundred dollars’ worth of water damage to the downstairs bathroom, and she was mine. I had a tub, some bubble bath, and a pledge to give her all the time she wanted to soak without interruptions.

Once the kids went to bed and Cassi’s bags rested in the corner of my bedroom, I banished myself to the couch like a gentleman. But the thought of her naked, sudsy, and hot in the tub? Not my most wholesome of fantasies.

The image would torment me the rest of my life. What the hell was I thinking? Move in with us. Be a live-in nanny. Torture me every night until I’ve got calluses on my hand because I can’t stop thinking about you.

I was a monumental idiot.

Cassi screamed from the bathtub. A clatter, crash, and problematic splash followed.

But I was a useful idiot.

I hopped the couch and rushed to the door, busting inside as heroically as a bastard could get while hoping to save his lady and catch a glimpse of her goods.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Get the axe!”

Cassi wove herself into the shower curtain. She sunk deeper into the bubbles of the tub, armed only with a rubber ducky and toilet scrub brush. Two shampoo bottles scattered across the bathroom. Only one had the decency to not splinter against the ceiling and explode lavender scented soap over the room. A wadded washcloth slid down the wall like a half-assed spitball, and enough bath salts crumbled over my floors to get most of Butterpond high as a kite.

“What the hell are you doing?” My house was a disaster. “No fucking wonder your brothers didn’t want to share a bathroom with you!”

Cassi’s bubbles thrashed under her kicking feet, but she cautiously floated them back in place to regain her modesty. Her words sputtered under the water line.

“Spider!”

Oh Christ. “You really don’t belong in the woods.”

“Get it before it eats the kids!”

I mourned the tube of toothpaste floating in the toilet. “It’s just a spider.”

I regretted my words when the hairy beast scurried across the bathroom floor, hesitating near a fallen toothbrush as if it wished it arm itself. Easily the size of my hand, the little bastard practically snickered as I stepped away.

“It’s huge,” Cassi said.

“Everything is bigger in these woods.”

“Well, kill it! If that thing bites you, I’m not sucking the venom out.”

“That’s snakes, Sassy.”

“If there’s a snake in this bathroom, Lord have mercy on you, Remington Marshall.”

I wadded up a couple squares of toilet paper, checked the spider once more, and realized I needed heavier artillery for that bad boy. Paper towels maybe. Quilted and four-ply. Hell, maybe the mop. I had big feet, but my boots would have only stunned the beast.

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