Chapitre 63: Chapter 63

Sammy stepped out of the bathroom, a billow of steam following from the hot bath Cain had insisted she take. It had helped ease the bruise forming on her hip and chased the cold away, but standing in the doorway wearing a pair of boxers and a tee, the cold returned.

His first case six months ago, in Arizona, she'd had to share a room with him so Kerry and Paul could be alone. But that had only been a few nights and the room had twin beds, plus they'd spent almost no time in them. Between the investigation and the craziness of the case, they'd done little more than crash, with zero chance to acknowledge the arrangement.

She shivered and rubbed her arms, unsure of what to do now. Sharing a room with him was one thing, sharing a bed was another. So intimate. She'd never actually slept-as in sleep-with anyone before.