Chapter 13

And he had a little under a day to continue to prove his worth. 3

The warm water did help soothe his sore muscles. Jag leaned back against the side of the tub, not the least bit self-conscious about his nudity when Brace let himself into the bathroom. Why should he be? Brace clearly adored his body. And if they were to be married, he didn’t have anything to hide.

“Sorry.”

Jag looked up. “For what?”

“Your face.” Brace gestured at his own chin and jaw. “It’s all red. From my beard.” Jag rubbed his skin absently and smiled. “I hadn’t even noticed. Would you let me shave it?”

Brace looked startled by the question. “I guess so. You don’t like it?”

“It’s not that. But I am curious about what you look like without it.”

“You can do whatever you want to me.”