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“How about a bath before dinner?”he suggested.
She smiled at him.“With you?”
“As much as I want to say yes, I want to get this to Jeremiah as soon as possible.”
He chuckled when she pouted.“Don’t worry, love.I’ll be riding you hard later in the pool.”
Her eyes widened.She loved it when they swam together.He was always so playful.
She leaned up and kissed him quickly before trying to push herself up off his lap, but his hold on her tightened, so she sat calmly and waited.She knew he was reminding her of his dominance over her.He finally helped her up with a wide smile.
“Thank you,” she said.
“You’re welcome.I want you to relax in a bath.I already took a shower.I had to, because I was distracted by thoughts of my beautiful wife, and I somehow landed in a pile of horse shit.”He waited until she stopped laughing.“I’ll meet you in the dining room at 6:00.”
“That sounds good,” she said, waved, and walked out.It took a huge amount of effort to walk away from him when all she wanted to do was crawl back in his lap, where she felt safe.But she wouldn’t because she didn’t want him to think of her as weak.She’d been through a lot and came out stronger, so she could deal with her sisters for a few hours.
Chapter Five
Camila relaxed in thehot water and focused on positive things.She was daydreaming when she suddenly heard her sister’s voices in her bedroom.
Now, what the hell would they be doing there?She heard drawers open and close, and then one of them tried to open the bathroom door.It was a good thing she thought of locking it because she usually didn’t even close the door.
She didn’t know what she should do when she heard them in her closet.It sounded like they were opening and closing the drawers, probably taking some of her clothing and whatever jewelry she didn’t keep in the safe.
When they left, she stood and pulled the drain before stepping out onto the bathmat.She wrapped a towel around her torso and listened with her ear against the door to make sure they were gone before unlocking it.
She rushed to her bedroom door, locked it, and leaned against it, taking several deep breaths.Hoping that it would help with the shaking that started when she heard them.
When she felt steady, she walked into the closet.To anyone else, it looked like everything was tidy, but she could see what they had touched and even started a mental list of what they had taken.
Camila quickly dried off and pulled on the first dress she reached for.She kept noticing what things they had taken and decided they must have had their hands full.
She walked back into the bathroom, pulled the band out of her hair, and brushed it until it lay in a shiny, thick curtain that stopped in the middle of her back.She had always liked her hair, but that thought brought back the memory of her sisters having cut it when she was eleven years old.It had looked horrible for weeks until it grew out.
Not only had her family made her miserable, but the kids at school had also made fun of her.
