CHAPTER 71

Because guys also did not crawl into a tub with a woman unless they expected a lot more than a bath.

It was a loaded question.

She licked her suddenly dry lips and eyed him nervously.

“Was it that hard of a question?”

Flushing, she shook her head and then shocked herself by saying, “You can come in.”

She was acting positively wanton. But she felt . . . bolder around him. Which was laughable because he still sent butterflies winging into her belly with one look. He definitely made her nervous—and she was still grappling with what his expectations were. This entire situation just seemed . . . insane, for lack of a better word. But somehow he managed to make her feel confident, and that was saying a lot because confident was never a word she would have used to describe herself before.

Cautious, yes. Wary? Definitely. She’d learned to weigh every situation, every person. Always look at underlying intent, because no one did anything without wanting something in return, and so far? The only