CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
Karina exited the bathroom as Zero flicked idly through television channels. He had the TV on mute, but he found its glow somehow comforting. As if their time at the inn was just a perfectly normal thing.
“My,” she said dreamily. “The things we take for granted.”
He barely glanced up as she stepped around the bed to retrieve the shopping bag with the fresh change of clothes in it—and then he did a double take. Karina stared in a mirror affixed to the wall as she reinserted the pearl earrings she’d been wearing. Her dark hair hung damp and straight over the edge of the fluffy blue towel she had wrapped around her, tucked in the front between her breasts. The wet towel clung to her hips, her curves, stopping just midway down her thighs, showing off the contour of smoo
