He turned off his laptop and put it in his backpack. Mandi's luggage was
still in his room, but there was nothing about her that he wanted or needed to
know so badly that it would justify opening her bags.
Cade made himself a coffee and flopped on the bed to see what was in the
day's news. Quite a bit of it on several channels was nothing more than a recap
of yesterday's events and repeated reruns of the video footage.
Scanning up the channels, Cade found an old movie and half-watched it as his
mind chewed through the previous day's events the way he'd lived them and
survived some of them.
But his mind kept returning to Mandi. Her face, hair, shoulders, legs... the
sound of her voice... her smile...
He realized that some of what he was feeling and thinking came from her
natural attractiveness and having spent the day and most of the night with her,
but it seemed to Cade that he was feeling quite a bit more than he should for so
short a time together. That led him to wonder why, which somehow led him back to
her wildflower and honey scent.
Cade got up and went to the bathroom, but the maid had already cleaned the
room and taken Mandi's towel.
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