In the center of the room was an expensive-looking oriental rug. She didn’t know much about the world of rugs, but she knew when something was handmade. This particular rug, she knew, was most certainly not created by a machine.
She lost track of him as she looked around the room. He popped around the corner, holding a white t-shirt in one hand and a pair of silky-looking, black pajama bottoms in the other.
“Here, I have some dry clothes for you,” he said, with a warm smile. “You’ll get sick.”
“I don’t think that’s how you get sick,” Bonnie smirked playfully. “I’m pretty sure germs get you sick, not cold weather.”
“Well, Doctor Bonnie,” he replied, laughing. “You may be right. Still, though, you should put these on because you’ll be much more comfortable.”
She smiled and took the shirt and pants from him. “Yeah, I guess I can’t argue with that. Is there somewhere that I can change?”
“Yes, of course.” Dylan walked her through the door and to the very back room, which was obviously his grand suite. The bedroom was by far the biggest area of the trailer that Bonnie had seen so far. It was furnished with a King-sized bed, which was covered in a thick white comforter. There were windows on all sides of the room, where she was able to see that the rain was still coming down outside.
The trailer was so large and spacious it felt like a house. She shuddered at the thought of having to drive it anywhere. But, then Dylan was wealthy enough to hire someone with a lot more experience to do that for him.
She followed Dylan the rest of the way into the room, where she noticed a beautiful painting hanging on one of the walls. It was a giant floor-to-ceiling mural of a cowboy on a ho
rse. The colors were bold, and the image was roughly painted with broad strokes. It gave it a modern feel and added to the beauty of the room.
“I like the painting,” she said.
“Do you?” he asked. “A friend of mine back home is an artist. He paints things like that all the time, but this particular one caught my eye. When I told him I wanted to buy it, he said it wasn’t for sale. Instead, he ended up giving it to me for Christmas one year.”
“That’s a great friend,” Bonnie said. “The picture is fitting for you.”
“How do you mean?” Dylan frowned slightly as he looked up at the painting.
She shrugged. “There’s a cowboy on a horse. You’re living on a ranch now. It kind of makes a lot of sense.”
Dylan nodded in agreement. “I actually didn’t even think about that, but you’re right. I liked this picture before I moved here, though. Long before I wanted to pretend to be a ranch hand.” He flashed a flirtatious wink, then chuckled.
“The bathroom is right through that door,” Dylan told her. “Go change and get dry. I’ll change in here.”
“Great,” she said, trying to keep her teeth from chattering as a shiver trickled through her. She was still soaked to the bone, and even though the trailer was warm, she still had the chills. “I’ll be out in a minute.”
“Take your time,” he said. “I set the dryer out onto the counter for you, in case you want to dry your hair. There’s also a brush. That’s about the extent of the girl-type things that I have here in the trailer.”
Bonnie laughed. “That’s plenty. Thanks, Dylan.”
“No worries. There’s also a clean towel in there for you,” he replied, turning to leave. “Anyway, I’ll go put on some hot water, and I’ll have tea ready for you when you come out.”
She just smiled and watched as he left the room. She held his clothes tightly to her chest and let out a long, relaxing breath.
He puts me at ease, she thought. I don’t know exactly what it is about him. I can’t put my finger on it. There’s just something about being around him that takes my worries away.
Bonnie hadn’t fully realized it until that moment, but since she had walked into the trailer with Dylan, she hadn’t thought about her old life at all. Not once. Sure, it had only been about five minutes so far, but that was longer than she had gone in some time without worrying about the mob and what they would do to her if they ever found her.
Spending time with Dylan is like going on vacation, she thought, chuckling to herself as she went into the bathroom. He’s just another reason why I’m really starting to love it here at the ranch. I hope I get to spend more time with him. There’s so much about him that I want to learn.
“Oh my gosh,” she whispered, stepping across the gray tile of the bathroom. She was expecting something simple given that this was a trailer, but that wasn’t the case with this bathroom.
It was bigger and nicer than any trailer bathroom she could have imagined could fit in a space this size. To the right was the bathroom counter. It was made of beautiful white granite and ran the entire length of the wall. It had two sinks, one next to the other.
Above the counter was a mirror that covered the entire upper half of the wall. It was lit up on all sides by tiny blue LED lights. It gave the bathroom a comfortable glow. It was enough light to illuminate the entire space and allow her to see the over-sized shower at the back of the room. It was one of those showers that had more than one shower head. There were three upper ones and even a couple on the sides. In addition to that, there was a bench in there, so one could sit down and relax in the hot water and steam
She took a few more steps inside. The smell of Dylan’s cologne entered her nose as she neared the counter. The scent was fresh like he had just sprayed it on a moment before. She took in a deep breath and smiled.
Standing in front of the mirror, Bonnie removed her wet clothes and set them on the counter between the sinks. Both her bra and panties were also soaked, and she knew that they would take forever to dry if she just put his clothes on top of them. So she took those off, too, setting them onto the counter next to the others.