All three women nodded in unison.
Honestly, they hadn’t planned to take a bath—but seeing the water so crystal clear, the temptation became impossible to resist. They were women, after all. And after days of grime, heat, and smoke, the idea of washing up in that pristine lake felt heavenly.
Jackson stared at them for a moment, speechless.
He looked down at the sparkling water again, the sunlight dancing over its surface. Truth be told, he wanted a proper wash too—but, well, he wasn’t about to admit that.
“Fine,” he sighed, half defeated. “I’ll take you to wash. But if something happens, don’t blame me.”
“Yay! Finally!” Bethany jumped up, practically squealing.
Even Lisa cracked a rare smile. In this unbearable heat, a real bath sounded like the best gift in the world.
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