Chapter 8
Squaring his shoulders, Joey walked toward her. “I was going to get those,” he said, calmly. He placed the toiletry kits on the bar next to the boxes.
She shrugged. “I didn’t know if you had remembered,” she smiled up at him. Then very quietly said, “I saw something move in the bedroom.”
His eyes were on hers, but a look of knowing and a slight nod told her he was also aware of the presence behind them. “Now, clothes?” he asked nonchalantly.
“Well… unless you want me to run around naked…”
He chuckled, raised his brows. “I wouldn’t object to that…” he said wickedly. He kissed her forehead.
Cailleagh snorted. “Hey if I have to run around naked, so do you!”
He laughed as he turned back to the bedroom. Soon, he emerged with an overnight ba
