Faceless by Alexandra Ivy

Faceless by Alexandra Ivy

Author:Alexandra Ivy [Ivy, Alexandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-21T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 18

Noah did his best not to limp as they left the hospital and crossed the parking lot. Wynter was already stressed to the max. He didn’t want her worrying about him. Even if he was aching from head to toe and his face burning from the antiseptic the doctor had insisted on pouring over his skin.

He must not have been fully convincing as Wynter pulled open the driver’s door and settled behind the steering wheel.

“I can drive,” he protested.

She blew him a kiss. “It’s my turn to take care of you.”

A giddy sense of anticipation jolted through Noah. As if he was a teenage boy about to go on his first date instead of a grown man. It was a weirdly wonderful sensation.

“I like the sound of that,” he murmured, rounding the Jeep to crawl into the passenger seat.

Starting the engine, Wynter pulled out of the lot, her profile tense. “I can’t bear to think that you might have . . .”

“I’m here.” He reached over to lay his hand on her thigh, savoring the warmth he could feel through her jeans. He hadn’t even realized how cold he was until that moment. The combination of a near-death experience and the chilled air in the emergency room obviously wasn’t a good one. “And I’m not going anywhere.”

They were silent on the drive to his cabin, both lost in their thoughts. Noah didn’t mind. He needed a few minutes to calm his shattered nerves.

After nearly having his head blown off by a shotgun, he’d had enough sense to dial 911. He’d wanted the cops tracking down Drake Shelton before he could escape. But then Chelle had arrived and she’d insisted he go to the emergency room before she would allow him to join Wynter. She’d claimed that the blood dripping from his face would terrify anyone who caught sight of him.

Now he needed some time to decompress.

As if reading his mind, Wynter parked the Jeep in the garage and then, shooing away the pack of hounds, led him into the cabin.

“I’ll run you a hot bath,” she said.

Noah heaved a sigh, his bruised muscles screaming for relief. “Yeah. A hot bath would be awesome.”

Together they moved down the narrow hall and through his bedroom into his private bathroom. Wynter made a sound of startled appreciation as her gaze moved around the large space that was designed for a spa, not a simple cabin in the woods. The walls were painted a warm apricot shade with a window that overlooked the lake in the back. There was a double-sink vanity and a walk-in shower. And in the very center of the room a soaking tub had been built into the marble-tiled floor.

It was large enough for four people and deep enough that the water would come up to his chin when he was stretched out. For a man who often walked up to ten miles a day, plus helping dig out vehicles stuck in the snow or chasing after poachers, he needed a way to relax.



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