Chapter 40

“Could you repeat that?” she asked.

“I was wondering if you wanted me to wash your hair.”

“But... but my undergarments!” she protested.

“You don’t have anything I haven’t seen before, but if it makes you uncomfortable, I don’t need to look at you to wash your hair.”

Her heart throbbed with pain. While he was not married, she was sure he had been with women before. Maybe he bathed with them and kissed and cupped their breasts, as she had seen earlier at the hot springs. Did men enjoy touching women like that? Did he?

It was none of her business what he did with women or not. Nor did she care. He was a free man to do as he wished.

“I would be grateful if you helped me with my hair,” she finally replied.

Rhobart moved behind her and rubbed soap on her hair. His big fingers were gentle, and when he massaged her scalp, it felt so good she closed her eyes and moaned. He stilled for a few moments, and Ayla opened her eyes.

“Why did you stop?”

He resumed his task. “No reason.”

She cl