Free Bachelor Unclaimed by Brenda Jackson Page A

around the corner of the patio and she saw the enclosed shower he was talking about. It was bigger than her entire bathroom at home.
    “You can use the shower first.” Winston’s voice interrupted her thoughts by saying, “Strip down. There’re plenty of towels, shampoo, conditioner and everything you might need on that top shelf. There’re also a few robes hanging up in there against the wall. When you’re done, I’ll take you inside for you to wash and dry your clothes.”
    She glanced inside the shower house and then glanced back at him suspiciously. “And just what are you going to be doing while I’m taking a shower?”
    He smiled. “Enjoy looking at the rain while I wait my turn. Unless it’s okay with you if we both saved time and water by showering together?”
    Ainsley frowned thinking she could actually see the heat glaze his eyes from such a prospect. “No, it’s not okay, so enjoy the rain and wait your turn.”
    She was about to open the door and step inside when she turned back to him. “I know your first name is Winston. What’s your last name?”
    He looked at her with deep consideration before saying, “Coltrane.”
    She lifted an arched brow. “Winston Coltrane?”
    “Yes.”
    She smiled, nodded. “I like it.” She then stepped inside the shower house and closed the door behind her.
    Winston drew in a deep breath wondering if she was going to like the fact his alias was R. J. Chambers. Probably not, and he intended to keep that information from her as long as he could.

Chapter 8
    A insley threw back her head and laughed as the water poured over her hair, face and all down her body. She wondered what kind of shampoo and body wash she was using. Whatever it was, it smelled good and left her hair feeling squeaky-clean.
    “You do plan on getting out of there sometime today, right?”
    She paused, almost forgetting he was out there. “Hey, be a good sport and wait your turn. This is fun.”
    She heard him chuckle over the spray of water. “Don’t get to take showers much where you’re from, huh?”
    “Funny. I take showers all the time but I love this one. And what’s the name of this shampoo and body wash? Both smell wonderful.”
    “It’s called Misty Rain and the formula was created by a woman who used to live here years ago.” Winston thought there was no reason to tell her the woman had been his grandmother. And that in addition to the shampoo and body wash, there was also soap and lotion, all with the same patented ingredients.
    “I love it. As soon as I go to the store, I’m going to buy some.”
    “You can’t,” he said through the shower door. “It’s not sold in any stores. Only online.” There was also no need to tell her that since his brother had retired from the NFL, he’d set up shop on the west coast where all the Misty Rain products were produced.
    “Okay, stand back. I’m coming out.”
    He wondered how she’d known he’d been right there by the shower door all this time. He stepped back and she opened the door wearing a huge white velour bath robe. She had tied the sash around her waist real tight but that didn’t do any good since he’d already seen the body underneath.
    She smiled then and he knew she was up to something. “While you’re taking a shower you don’t mind if I look around inside, do you?”
    He frowned. “Yes, I do mind. Under no circumstances are you to bother Chambers. He lives and works in another part of the house and can’t be disturbed. Doing so will put him in a bad mood and you wouldn’t want that.”
    No, she didn’t. The last thing she wanted was for Dr. Chambers to deny her an interview. “We didn’t grab my duffel bag.”
    “Too late now. I’ll go back for it when the rain stops.”
    He stepped inside the shower house and as soon as he did so, Ainsley quickly made her way toward the first door she saw. She wouldn’t disturb the doctor; she would just let him know she was here. She reached out and tried opening