Demon Hunting with a Dixie Deb by Lexi George

Author:Lexi George
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2016-03-15T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

Sassy swirled out of blackness and into liquid warmth. Every inch of her body hurt. Mother-of-pearl, her eyelashes hurt. What was the matter with her? She didn’t get sick.

She dragged her eyes open and tried to focus. It took a moment to get her bearings. She was in the garden tub in the master bedroom. Somehow, she’d gotten from the restaurant to Trey’s with no memory of the trip.

Grim knelt beside her, a soapy washcloth in one hand. Her girl stuff was on display and he was giving her a bath. From his resolute expression and clenched jaw, he found the job a chore.

Sassy yelped and sank beneath the water. The movement sent a blaze of agony through her head, and a thousand knives of pain stabbed her back and shoulders.

Grim yanked her, coughing and sputtering, to the surface.

“What are you doing, woman? Are you trying to drown?”

She crossed her arms over her breasts. “I’m naked.”

“I noticed.” He caressed her cheek with his damp knuckles. “I like you naked.”

“You do?”

She sounded asthmatic. The guy had a way of leaving her breathless. A few more days around Grim and she’d need an oxygen tank.

“Very much. You have a lovely body.”

“Thank you.”

To cover her confusion, she grabbed a towel from the edge of the tub and unfolded it. The bottom of the terry cloth settled across her torso.

“You are blushing. Has Wesley never told you how beautiful you are?”

Grim said Wesley’s name like it was something nasty. Mr. Gri-malicious was jealous.

Sassy’s spirits soared. If she weren’t engaged . . . If she didn’t feel like death warmed over . . .

“Of course,” Sassy said. “Wes is a perfect gentleman.”

In public and in private, she thought with a sigh. Sex with Wes was perfunctory; polite and restrained.

“Good. Were it otherwise, it would not go well with him.” Grim’s stern expression softened. “Does your head ache?”

“Something awful. And there’s a lizard in my mouth where my tongue used to be.”

He chuckled, a low, rumbly sound. “I know well the feeling. I experienced a similar degree of discomfort this morning.”

“You did? Oh, you mean from the chocolate. Dell told me.”

“Dell should keep certain information to himself. ’Twas not my finest hour.”

“Your secret’s safe with me, cross my heart and hope to die. Was that your first hangover?”

“First and last. Sit up. I would wash your hair.”

“I can do it.”

He placed his finger across her lips. “That was not a request, Sarah Elizabeth. You are ill and in pain. You will let me do this for you.”

He was using his Mr. Bossy Pants tone of voice. And he’d called her by her full name. Grim meant business.

She sat up and tucked the wet rectangle of cloth under her arms. Her fingers brushed metal and she looked down. Grim’s silver chain and medallion hung around her neck. The iridescent disk was crusted with black and purple stones.

“This isn’t mine,” Sassy said. “Why am I wearing your necklace?”

“Your talisman was found on the floor of the mechanized carriage,” Grim said.

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