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bathroom steamed, leaving it impossible to see the sad reflection that glowered back at me. I tapped the button on my phone for Spotify and stepped into the large porcelain tub. I tucked the earbuds into my ears and lay back listening to the sounds of Depraved by Mammals echo back at me. The water was hot but perfect. My toes roamed the edge in front of me as I left my mind to wander harmlessly with thoughts I’d usually stuffed into my secret drawer.
    The water began to chill and the bubbles had all but gone away. I slid forward into a sitting position with my knees tucked against my chest sloshing water back and forth as I reached for the white loofah. I lathered my body then washed my hair and repeated with conditioner. I emptied the tub, rinsed with the shower wand, and reached my hand to the cold steel polished wall for the towel that clung folded into thirds on the shelf.
    I dipped my wet foot out of the tub as it dripped onto the plush rug and then followed the other. My dark saturated hair clung to my shoulders and back while I extended my left leg onto the countertop and ran the towel crossing the dampness of my flesh. Goosebumps covered my damp skin from the coolness. I should have closed the door, that would’ve trapped the heat inside.
    I continued to dry my body and when I’d finished I tossed the towel over the basket that sat along the wall’s edge. I reached my hands up pulling my hair from my shoulders and turned. My mouth suspended widely.
    “What are you doing in here?” I hissed as I also attempted to cover my body with my arms in and awkward attempt that really got me nowhere.
    Jax leaned on the door I’d left open. He watched me with darkness shadowing his features. ‘We need to talk.” Only his lips moved and then his tongue jutted out coating his lips.
    “Okay? Can it wait until I’m dressed?” I bit, annoyed at the lack of respect for my privacy. I didn’t walk in his bedroom unannounced for fuck sake. “Don’t you knock?” I moved my feet backward and reached for the towel I’d tossed atop of the basket.
    “I did, you were in here and didn’t hear.” Yeah exactly.
    I quickly wrapped the towel around my naked body leaving me exposed for a few seconds giving Jax a glimpse of my naked curves. “What do you need?”
    “There have been a few threats from the Bratva,” he said while he roamed his eyes over my neckline.
    I smacked my hands onto the granite counter top. “And?”
    “And… You’ll be staying in until the risks have been eliminated.” He drawled out while he still watched me, his eyes scanned over my neckline that had been exposed when I’d wrapped my hair atop my head. He continued to follow the contours of my body taking notice of my arms and then my legs. The towel barely covered my bottom, so, of course, his eyes followed there. So typical. I shook my head.
    “Jax, today is Tuesday.” The lunch meeting I had committed to was today. While trivial to him, it was important to me. It was for cancer and I was asked to be one of the organizers. Megan Busto was a charity fundraising acquaintance of Margarete’s she had recommended I call her when I moved to Chicago. I hadn’t met anyone yet and thought it would be good for me to have someone to chat with I suppose. Megan was very receptive when I reached out and joined me for coffee several times. When the opportunity to assist her with organizing Chicago’s Cure for Cancer Gala I suddenly felt as though I had purpose.
    “Tuesday? Yes, Tuesday comes after Monday and before Wednesday. I believe that’s how it’s been set up on the calendar.” He joked, but I wasn’t joking.
    “Unbelievable, do you really not listen to anything that I say? Do you honestly not care about anyone other than yourself. Jax Moretti?” His stance straightened and his eyes narrowed.
    I began to back away from him as he stepped into the bathroom with me. His chest heaved, his jaw clenched, eyes dark, lines feathering around them. My