Chapter 11 - Rhett
I woke up as the bed shifted. Margot was climbing onto the full-size mattress in the room where she was going to be staying at the clubhouse. She was wearing the fitted t-shirt she’d pulled from the closet and the panties she’d pulled from the dresser. Her hair was still wet and smelled like the herbal shampoo we kept in the ladies’ shower.
She snuggled up against me, and I instinctively put an arm around her. I could feel her shape against me and in the way my arm rested across her stomach. It was hard to imagine the vulnerable girl curling up next to me was the same fierce, violent girl I’d found on the auction block back at the warehouse.
“Feel better?” I asked her quietly.
“I do, thank you.” Her voice was so dreamy and comfortable. It felt good knowing I was prov
