“Okay.”
“In that case,” I rise from the bed and walk towards the dresser where I pick up a packet of wipes, “do you want me to help you take off your makeup?” I ask, hoping she’ll say yes.
She nods gratefully.
I take the wipe and gently begin to wipe away the makeup from her face, careful not to get it in her eyes.
As I wipe away the last traces of her mascara, I can’t help but admire how beautiful she looks without all the makeup. She looks so natural and radiant, and I feel lucky to be able to see her like this.
“Thanks,” she says, smiling up at me as I finish wiping her face.
“My pleasure,” I reply, tossing the used wipe in the trash bin.
I gently take her hand and lead her to my dresser, opening the drawer where I keep my t-shirts. I pull out a soft, oversized shirt and hand it to her.
“Here, you can sleep in this,” I say, smiling at her.
She takes the shirt from me, holding it up to her body. It’s a little too big for her, but it looks cute on her nonetheless.
“Thank you,” she says, grinning up at me.
I smile back, feeling a sense of satisfaction at being able to take care of her.
She heads off to the bathroom and comes back wearing nothing but my t-shirt.
Fuck! She looks so good in my clothes.
I peel off my pants and get in bed with a raging boner and a pair of boxers.
She slips in after me, wrapping herself around me.
We settled down on my bed, cuddling close to each other. I wrap my arms around her, feeling her warmth and her presence in my arms.
I could definitely get used to this.
“Good night, beautiful.”
“Goodnight, Max,” she mumbles, already half asleep.
I pick up my phone and set an alarm for her, then I let myself revel in the feel of her, the feel of this perfect night.
Chapter 11
Maggie
“Wherehaveyoubeen?Did you spend the night with him?”
I try to dodge Hilda’s line of questioning as I look around for a towel so I can take a quick shower before the staff briefing.
“Can we talk about this later?”
“Nope.”
I pull the bottle of champagne I got from Max’s room. “Even if I bribe you with a three thousand dollar bottle?”
She squeals in excitement as she grabs the bottle from me.
“Thought so. Now, let me get into the shower so we are not late, then I will fill in the details later.”