Chapter 21
Gia woke to the sound of running water. It was late afternoon and the nap had done wonders at relieving the stress and exhaustion remaining from the last few days. Of course, the s*x had helped too. She was alone in Brock’s bed, which explained the running water, and she stayed snuggled in the sheets, taking the opportunity to look around.
She hadn’t noticed much on her way in, and she wanted to get a feel for this room, for who Brock was behind closed doors in his most private of spaces. It wasn’t a large room, which surprised her since he was the man of the house—and it was a very large house. He had a simple queen-sized bed on a wooden frame with a plain wooden headboard and a matching dresser. The carpet and curtains were a dark gray-blue. The bedding was white and teal. E
