Bab 6: Chapter 6

He flipped the switch back on the shower, pulling the stopper on the plug at the same time. “Soap and shampoo are on the shelf,” he said when he was done. “Help yourself.”

Brady didn’t wait for any more delays. He strode into the hall without looking back.

Finding clothes that would fit Cole proved harder than he anticipated. Brady was bulkier than Cole. Always had been. Most of his pants or jeans were completely out of the question. His running shorts all had elastic waistbands, which threw those out. Finally, he found a pair of old sweats with a drawstring. It was the only garment he could guarantee would stay up on Cole’s lean hips. Because no way in hell was Brady risking them falling down to expose more than he needed to see.