Lost in Paradise
“Stacia said as she yanked the sheet from the bed and wrapped it around her. “Would you care to enlighten me, instead?”
Standing, Stacia tried not to stare at Ronan. She really did. How would she ever sit across a table from the man and eat when she couldn’t stop staring. She’d be drooling next.
She took a step forward and grimaced. Her legs ached. Her feet were on fire and she could swear someone had beat her about the lower back and hips with a baseball bat. Yes. She definitely needed a soak in some hot water, though a shower would do.
“I’d really like to get washed up. I feel sticky and gritty.” It was most likely from the sand and river water. It was okay to wash in the river when there were no other facilities, but Stacia refused to walk down to the river for a bath, wearing nothing.
It had been bad enough to wash in the river with the group. She never knew if one of the guys had been watching them while they bathed.
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