Chapter Twenty Two

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Note from the author: Sorry this one took a few days to go up! I have been working on a challenge with a group of friends and it took my focus this past weekend.

I have posted that solely here on Wattpad as it's not my normal genre I don't plan to post it on any of my other outlets but figured I would let those of you who follow enjoy the writing prompt. Check out my writing Into the CanonVerse if you're curious on where I've been. 🤗

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We sat on the bed wrapped in plush robes eating the bacon, eggs, and  toast. Ben was seeming to relax after the stressful day, his body  tension appearing to finally slip away.

After I ate way more than I  had expected to from the breakfast for dinner assortment, I shot  Harrison a text. He had just landed in New York and was picking up the  party crew. I couldn't wait for everyone to be here.

"Ben, I need to book rooms for everyone." I said, going to grab his laptop bag from the table beside the bed.

"No,  you don't, I already took care of it." He smiled at me. "I rented out  this whole floor to begin with. It has five different rooms, this one  being the biggest. They all open to the balcony common area."

"You did what?" My eyes were bulging out of their sockets, I could feel it.

"Well,  I did it when I originally booked our stay, It was more for privacy  than for anything else. I didn't want to share the outdoor patio with  anyone we didn't know." He explained, as he pulled me into a hug.

"What  the fuck did I do to deserve you?" I started to cry, and I wish I could  say it was a cute cry, but it wasn't. It was a disgusting, blood tinged  snot, cry. Ben held  me the entire time as I let the emotions of the  day wash over me. I was exhausted and he knew.

"I ask myself the  same question every time I look at you, even when you're wiping your  snot on me." he tilted my head up with his hand, laying a soft kiss  against my forehead.

"I'll call the front desk and start putting  names on the rooms, Poe in his own room, Rose and Finn in another,  Harrison in one, and Morgan in the last one? That work for you?" He  asked looking into my eyes.

"That's perfect. Thank you so much  Ben." I leaned my head against his chest wrapping my arms tightly around  him. I could hear the gentle thrum of his heart beneath my ear and it  soothed me. I released him and walked to the bathroom. I needed a shower  at the very least. It had been a long and exhausting day.

As I  walked into the bathroom, I noticed that Ben had already set my toiletry  bag beside the sink. Next to it was a bottle of his body wash and a  note that read, 'Use Me' in his beautifully scrawled handwriting.

He likes when I smell like him. I thought to myself. Maybe a bath in that sunken tub wouldn't be the worst thing ever.

I  strode over to the white marble and chrome oversized tub and turned on  the water, adjusting the knobs to find the sweet spot for the  temperature before pouring in some of his body wash. The water foamed up  for me immediately producing rich foaming bubbles, as the smell of Ben enveloped the room.

Undressing myself before stepping into the  deep tub I let the water greet me like an old friend, wrapping its  warmth around each of my sore muscles. I noticed that beside the knobs  there was a control panel; leaning forward I hit the power button and I  was suddenly being overwhelmed with tiny bubbles, as jets of water shot across my body under the water.

The bubbles in the bath started to double rapidly and I hit the power button again, which only intensified the jets causing the bubbles to overpopulate more quickly, threatening  to overflow into the bathroom.

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