I stormed into the bathroom still fuming.
On the marble counter, next to a full set of untouched luxury skincare products, sat several neatly arranged boxes of tampons in various sizes.
I grabbed a box and walked back to the bathroom door, leaning against the doorframe.
I held up the box and shook it at him.
"Mr. Knight. You keep these stocked at home at all times?"
"After your last stay, the house manager added a full set of women's essentials."
Alexander tied the belt of his robe, looked up, and caught the surprise on my face.
He added,
"Better safe than sorry."
Something tapped softly against my chest.
The house manager stocked them?
He approved it?
Or did he order it himself?
"Your house manager is incredibly thorough, Mr. Knight."
I turned and tossed the box back onto th
