Chapter 11

Anastasia, still laying on the bed, couldn't stop thinking. Her mind roaming in different directions about what was going on which made Reid bump out of the room.

Thank goodness, they were already satisfied before the urgent call came in, if not, she wouldn't let him leave. She sat on the bed taking a look round the room, it was indeed the master's bedroom, enormous and beautiful…the dim light she loved the most.

"I hope everything is okay, I'm very weak and I need to take my bath." She murmured and fell back to the bed, rolling her eyes. "I'll bathe you myself, you don't need to panic." She heard his voice beside her causing her to gasp.

"Hey! You shouldn't do that." She scolded, her right palm on her chest. "Must you sneak in just to startle me?"

"I didn't sneak in, maybe you were lost in thought. Come on, let's wash up." He got down from the bed and laid her a helping hand. She came down from the bed herself, ignoring his hand. "Stop acting cool, there's nothing loving between us."