A Secretive Deal with My Billionaire Boss (by Gregory Ellington) novel Chapter 465

Madison

"Yes. Because you're exhausted and sore and you need rest." He released my wrist, taking the body wash from me. "Behave."

"Since when do I behave?"

"Fair point." He soaped up his hands again, then started washing my hair. His fingers massaged my scalp, working the shampoo through.

I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling. It was intimate in a different way. Caring, gentle, and sweet.

He rinsed my hair carefully, making sure no soap got in my eyes. Then he conditioned it, his fingers combing through the strands.

"Your turn," I said when he finished.

I washed his hair, having to reach up since he was so much taller. He bent down slightly to help, smiling the whole time.

"What?"

"Nothing. Just enjoying this."

"Enjoying what? Me washing your hair?"

"Enjoying you taking care of me."

I finished rinsing his hair, watching the water cascade down his chest. "You're easy to take care of."

"Am I?" He straightened, water streaming down his face. "Most people would disagree with that assessment."

"Most people haven't seen you like this."

"Like what?"

"Relaxed. Open. Actually letting someone do something for you without trying to control every aspect of it."

He pulled me close, water flowing between our bodies. "That's because it's you. I trust you."

The words settled in my chest, warm and solid. "I trust you too."

We stood there for a moment, just holding each other under the spray. His arms around me felt like home. Safe and right and exactly where I was supposed to be.

Finally, he reached behind me, turning off the water. "Come on. Let's get you dried off before you fall asleep standing up."

He grabbed fluffy towels from a heated rack, wrapping one around me before taking one for himself. I dried off quickly, my muscles pleasantly sore, exhaustion creeping in around the edges.

Alexander handed me one of his T-shirts from the bedroom. "Here. Wear this."

I slipped it on. The fabric fell to mid-thigh on me, the sleeves past my elbows. "This is huge."

"Looks perfect." He pulled on sleep pants, leaving his chest bare. "Bed. Now."

"So bossy."

"You love it."

I couldn't argue with that. I climbed into bed, the sheets cool against my skin. Alexander slid in beside me, pulling me against his chest.

I rested my head over his heart, listening to the steady rhythm. His fingers traced lazy patterns on my back through the T-shirt.

"Madison?"

"Mmm?"

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For giving me another chance. For letting me be part of Ethan's life. For being here." His arms tightened around me. "For everything."

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