Dirty Letters(50)

“Hey.”

“Hey, babe. Sorry I missed your call. I was driving to my meeting.”

“Oh. It’s okay. I just wanted to say that I got your delivery. I can’t believe you did that. It was seriously sweet.” I took off my bathrobe and let it fall to the floor. “I’m planning on something sweet in return, but it isn’t quite ready yet.”

“Oh yeah? When will it be ready?”

I dipped a toe into the bath to feel the water. It was nice and warm. “In like an hour or so.”

“I can’t wait. I need to get to my meeting. But I wanted to ask you something first.”

“What?”

“When you said I could come see you in Vermont anytime, did you really mean it?”

“Of course. I can’t wait for you to come visit. I hope it’s next week and not the week after.” I climbed into the tub and was just about to sit down when my doorbell rang. “Shoot. Someone’s at my door, and I just got into the tub and have a mud mask all over my face. It’s probably UPS with a delivery I’ve been waiting for. I hope he leaves the box, because I can’t answer the door looking like this.”

“Well, I also sent you another delivery. You need to sign for mine, so you might want to get it.”

“Oh. Shoot. Okay. Hang on a second. Let me get the door, and I’ll be right back.” I got out of the tub and wrapped myself in my big fuzzy robe. Catching my reflection in the bathroom mirror, I shook my head. The delivery person is going to think I’m scary. But oh well. He’ll be right.

I rushed to the front door, more anxious about what else Griffin might’ve had delivered than caring what I looked like.

Opening the door, I was greeted by an enormous bouquet of flowers. The thing was so big that it covered the delivery person’s face. I smiled. “Oh wow. Shoot. Let me grab a tip. Give me one second.”

I turned to grab my wallet but froze when a voice stopped me in my tracks. “Do I get to pick the type of tip you give me?”

My eyes widened and my head whipped back around. “Griffin?”

He moved the flowers to reveal his beautiful, smiling face. “You said anytime. Hope now is okay.”

My heart felt like it was going to leap from my chest. “I can’t believe this.”

“Believe it. I’m here and all yours for the next few days.”

I wanted to cry tears of happiness. Griffin looked so sexy, dressed in a leather jacket and ripped jeans. His hair was tousled from all the travel, but honestly, he was even hotter messy. I, on the other hand, was just a hot mess right now.

He handed me the flowers.

Gesturing to my face, I said, “Look at me. I’m a disaster.”

“Rolling around in the mud with Hortencia again, eh?”

“It’s a beauty mask, which is pretty ironic, because it’s far from attractive.”

“Even with mud on your face, you’re still the most beautiful girl in the world.” He opened his arms. “C’mere.”

“I’m a mess. I—”

He didn’t listen to me when he pulled me into him and planted a huge kiss on my lips despite the goop on my face. Now some of it was on his face, too.

After a few seconds of breathing him in and tasting his tongue, though, I stopped caring about how I looked. All that mattered was that my Griffin had come all this way to see me and that I had him all to myself for a little while.

Hortencia ran into the room and started to oink. It was only then that Griffin broke away from me.

He rubbed his swollen lips as he said, “Ah. The famous Hortencia.” He bent down and spoke to her. “Pleasure to meet you, lovely lady. You know, I saw some of your mates the other day. They say hi.”

Groink.

I laughed and said, “Let me go wash my face real quick and get you a towel to wipe yours.”

I put the flowers down on a table and Griffin followed me to the bathroom.

When he noticed my filled tub, he said, “So sorry I interrupted your bath time.” He smiled. “Actually . . . I’m not.”

“I had this whole thing planned. I took out lingerie and was going to change into it for our call. But I was going to take a bath first. Obviously you came to the door and thwarted that.”

“Well, by all means, don’t let me interrupt your plans.”

I rubbed his cheek. “You must be exhausted from the flight.”

He took both my hands into his. “Doesn’t matter. All worth it. I’ve been dying to get to you.”

“From the photos I’ve seen, you’ve been so busy. You’ve hardly had a moment to breathe over the past week. It means so much to me that you came.”

“Everything I’ve done has been all about getting here. Believe me. I want to make the best of these three days.”

I really needed to get this mud off my face. “Let me just take a quick bath, get dressed, and then I’ll meet you out there. Why don’t you relax for a bit? Make yourself at home. There’s some iced tea in the fridge, or I have some red wine on the counter you could open.”

He sighed. “Alright. Don’t take too long.”

Not wanting to waste a single minute of this time with him, I washed off the remaining mud from my face and scrubbed my body quickly in the tub. I put on the lingerie that I’d laid out and walked back into the living room. Griffin was lying down on the couch with his eyes closed. Poor guy must have been so tired.