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intended, “and I’ll
take care of your hair.”
    “ It will be fine,
sir.”
    His hand went to the silky
water-covered skin of her chin, and raised her head until she
looked back at him. His tone was harsh.
    “ You will not lie to me. I’m
here because of a lie by omission and I deserve your
honesty.”
    “ Yes, sir. Please. I have
need of conditioner for my hair.”
    Zach left the shower grabbing the items
off the counter.
    “ Turn around.” He needed to
accomplish this quickly.
    She complied without question and Zach
began the chore of unraveling the sodden mass of tangles. It seemed
like forever before his fingers ran uninhibited through the
strands, so heavy in his hands. He refused to acknowledge the
tightening in his balls and stirring of his cock while his fingers
continued to glide through the wet silk long after he should have
stopped. For a few moments, he forgot whom she belonged to and
enjoyed the sensual feel of wet hair sliding over his dick. He
imagined wrapping it around his wrist and bringing her mouth to his
balls to suck and lick before burying his cock deep in her throat.
He almost groaned out loud.
    Nathan knew about his hair fetish and
probably laughed with glee over how he would react. He couldn’t
kill the man if she loved him but he could knock out a few
teeth.
    “ Close your eyes.” He
directed the water to her hair and washed the conditioner away.
“Why the name Angel?”
    “ Hooriya means angel in Arabic. Master
likes it.”
    “ Yes, I imagine he
does.”
    She flinched but offered no
reply.
    He needed to keep his emotions under
wraps and stop with his snide tone. Grabbing a towel, he silently
dried her hair.
    A long, hooded robe lay on the counter
in the outer room. Angel walked from the bathroom and gathered the
robe, placing it over her head and pulling the hood over her hair.
He dressed in the same clothes he’d worn earlier.
    “ I’ll escort you to Monroe’s
suite, and then he and I will talk.” He could almost see the
tension pulsing in waves from her body but she didn’t say a
word.
    Taking her hand, he opened the door
trying to decide what time it was. He knew it had to be at least
two hours since he took her to the private room.
    Damian stood at the end of the hallway,
putting his hand out as Zach approached. “Monroe asked me to give
you this.”
    Zach’s eyes narrowed, looking at the
folded piece of paper like it was poisonous snake. The lighting was
low but he could still make out the short message.
    My friend,
    I trust you with my life but
more importantly I trust you with hers.
    I will be home soon and this
will work out.
    N.

Chapter Eighteen
     
    “ Is there something I can
do?” Damian didn’t try to hide the concern in his voice.
    Zach gained control of his rage
quickly. “No. Angel and I will go straight to the suite. When did
he leave?” He felt Angel trying to release his grip but his fingers
tightened painfully. He wasn’t letting go.
    “ He shared a few techniques
and answered questions for about thirty minutes.” Damian looked
back and forth between them. “He gathered his things, gave me the
note, and left. Is there a problem I need to know
about?”
    Zach ran his unencumbered hand through
his hair, giving himself a moment to control his frustration. “No,
I’m still planning dinner with Lydia, and your new
daughter.”
    “ Lydia will be happy to hear
that.”
    “ We’ll be heading back to
Nathaniel’s estate early tomorrow, just send me an email when you
have a date. I’m at loose ends for a while so my schedule is open.
Angel will accompany me.”
    “ I’ll make arrangements with
Lydia and let you know.” Relief was evident in Damian’s
voice.
    Zach remained silent as he and Angel
made their way to the suite. He turned to her when the front door
clicked and the outside world no longer intruded.
    “ Your master had everything
well-planned, and now I’m planning to get drunk. It would be best
if you went to bed.”
    “ Yes, sir,