Chapter 37. The Women in His Life

When they eventually got downstairs, they both headed straight for the washroom to clean up. Kayla blushed to the roots of her hair when Dean insisted on cleaning her up himself after quickly cleaning himself up.

“I can do it myself, Dean.” She protested. No longer cloaked under the lethargic intimacy usually shared right after sex, Kayla felt too shy to allow that.

“I know. But I don’t want you to feel shy around me, Kay. Ever! Now come here.” Dean’s determined look indicated that he wasn’t in the mood to be argued with. “Besides I can do a better job ‘cause I can see every…”

“Will you shut up?” Kayla groaned, covering her eyes. Dean roared with laughter.

He picked Kayla up and laid her on the wide vanity. Then he proceeded to wipe her clean with a warm washcloth. By the time he was done, Kayla felt as good as new. Dean went to bring her bag so she could restyle her hair and re-do her makeup.

“You look beautiful,” Dean murmured, looking at her with so