Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 80986 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80986 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
It was a relief when he dismissed me. I made a beeline for the living room and started vacuuming. That way I wouldn’t have to see him in bed any longer. No way was I going to clean in there with him lounging around like royalty, watching my every move. But I didn’t know exactly how I could get out of going back in. Luckily, there were still plenty of things to do out here. I dusted after I vacuumed, which was the wrong order, but he had made me flustered.
It was almost a relief to reach his bathroom. Yes, it was my least favorite room to clean, but anything that kept me out of his bedroom was good in my book. I took my time, cleaning the double sink, the toilet, and the huge shower. I even dusted the light fixtures. I had half a mind to scrub the tiles on the floor with his fancy electric toothbrush, but then there was a knock at the front door.
Bennett ordered me to get it, so I went and found Theo there. I was so glad to see him that I almost gave him a hug, but he wouldn’t have understood that, and he probably wouldn’t have appreciated someone wearing rubber cleaning gloves wrapping their arms around him.
“Good morning, Hailey.”
“Hi, Theo.”
He scanned an eye over me. I was sure I looked disheveled from all the hard work I’d done.
“You sure know how to have a fun time on a Sunday.”
I smiled. After being sequestered here with Bennett, I would’ve welcomed a visit from any member of the frat, but I was glad it was him.
“Bennett’s still in bed,” I told him. I was sure the fraternity president wouldn’t like me sharing that with Theo, but hey, it was the truth.
Theo’s eyebrow rose at this news, but then a voice came from behind me.
“I’m here, actually.”
Bennett strolled through the living room, and it turned out he was capable of wearing pants. Sure, he wore them when Theo stopped by, but when the apprehensive maid was in the room, he was fine with being nude.
“You can go, Hailey,” Bennett said, and I couldn’t believe my ears. I gathered my things and got out of there in record time. I felt like a kid who had been let out of school early.
I was about to turn right to get to the far stairwell by walking past Grant’s room, but I didn’t want to take the chance of running into any more Forsythe cousins. So I went the other way, heading down the hallway. There was a heavy double door, and then I entered an area that looked very much like the hallway on the second floor, only it wasn’t as long. There were three doors on each side and then an exit to the stairwell at the end.
This was interesting. I guessed during the school year, when all the fraternity members were here, some of them lived up here too. But right now, it was completely silent, and I was sure I was alone. I tapped lightly on a door to the right and opened it when there was no response. Someone definitely lived there—there was bedding on the mattress and personal items on the dresser—but it was dusty, and it seemed like no one had been there for a while. I checked another room, and it was the same.
And then I found it.
The best thing I could’ve possibly found in this entire house.
It was a bathroom. A clean, empty, unused bathroom. As far as I could tell, it was directly over the one I’d been using downstairs but so much better. It had a shower stall instead of a bathtub, but otherwise it looked very much the same—except clean. With no cans of shaving cream on the counter. And no globs of toothpaste in the sink.
Could I use this? I didn’t see why not. Nobody else was.
I couldn’t help grinning. This almost made up for having to deal with Bennett and his state of undress. Almost. But I was almost giddy with excitement at having a private bathroom. It wasn’t just here that I had to share—I’d had to the whole time I’d stayed at Tori’s apartment, too. I’d gotten up super early there so I wouldn’t prevent any of Tori’s roommates from using the bathroom when they wanted to.
After ditching the cleaning supplies, I went back to my room. As always, it was cold in there, so I left the door open, hoping that warmer air would come in from the hallway. Then I sat on the edge of the bed, just thinking about things. Was this my life now? A life where the things that made me happy were finding a bathroom and not having to tidy up the bedroom of a man who still made me clean the rest of the suite and generally considered it his mission in life to make me miserable?