Bailey sat there in the living room, on the couch with a hot cup of tea in her hands. She looked down at it and wondered why this was happening to her. She didn’t do anything wrong. Unless it was before she lost her memory.

“Bailey what happened?” Cody asked her as he sat down on the other couch.

“I don’t know,” her lips trembled. “I was just working at the club and then all of a sudden I started getting the feeling that I was being watched and then tonight happened and I have no idea why.” She cried.

She took the tissues Cody offered her and wiped her nose. “How well does my brother know you?” she suddenly asked him, she was quite curious, she didn’t know why her brother hasn’t introduced her to him.

“We’ve known each other for seven years now and have been working together for the past three,” he told her as he studied her.

“Bailey are you ok?” he softly asked her.

She managed a small nod as she brought the cup of tea to her lips and took another sip.

“Do I know you?” she asked him.

She looked up at him and saw him hesitate. He let out a deep sigh as he stared at her.

“Yes, we know each other but I’m not going to tell you how well or how we met.” He stated.

She watched him get up and leave. So they knew each other, she noticed it seemed to bother him that they did. How well though?

She got up and finished her tea as she walked to the kitchen. She saw Cody there staring out the small window as he drank his cup of tea, as she walked in. He didn’t even bother to take a glance at her as she stepped closer to the sink.

“Do you mind?” she asked. She wanted to wash her cup and then…….she actually didn’t know what else to do.

Cody glanced down at her as he took another sip of his tea.

“If you mean to clean that cup then you’re mistaking. You’re not washing that, leave it in the sink and I’ll wash it later.” He told her as threw his head back and swallowed the last of his tea.

He left his cup in the sink and walked towards to refrigerator. “Bay you hungry?”

Bay? That sounded so familiar but she couldn’t remember who had called her that, she knew it wasn’t Blake he just called her by her regular name even when he was being really sweet to her. Was it Cody that called her that, he said they knew each other? It must be him.

“Bay?” he called her again trying to get her attention.

It was still hard to believe she was in his kitchen, after all this time, all this time of keeping his distance from her and now there was no way to avoid that, not when she was in danger.

“I’m not hungry, I’m really tired actually.” She told him as she yawned. Where was she going to sleep?

“You sure?” he asked her as he closed the refrigerator door and turned to her.

“Yes, can I take a shower?” she asked him then.

“Yeah, come on,” he walked past her and felt her following behind him.

“Do you have anything for me to wear?” she realized she didn’t have any clothes to wear when she would finish with her shower.

“I can give you a shirt and a pair of boxers, I don’t think sweats or shorts would fit.” He told her as they walked up the stairs.

“That’s fine,” Bailey whispered as she watched him walk up the stairs, he had an amazing ass, nice broad shoulders, and nice strong looking biceps. Bailey wanted to put her hands on those biceps and feel them flex beneath her hands.

She felt so different then when she liked Matty this was so much more and she couldn’t believe it because they just met. Well actually they didn’t they’ve known each other, has she always found him attractive?

“Here’s the bathroom, go ahead and get undressed. I’ll bring in the clothes when you’re in the shower.”

“Ok, thank you,” she breathed out. She was so happy she was going to be able to shower and then she was going to sleep, well try at least.

She stepped into the bathroom and turned around when he closed the bathroom door.

She stood there as she stared at the tub. She sighed as she took off her clothes, she walked over to the shower and turned the handles and waited till it was the right temperature.

When it was she turned the handle on the wall and stepped in, she closed the curtain and then just stood there underneath the spray of water.

She washed as she heard the bathroom door open.

“It’s just me, I left the clothes folded on top of the counter.” Cody calmly told her.

Bailey heard the bathroom door close as she turned off the water. She opened the curtain and grabbed the towel off the rack and patted her face dry and then ran the towel along her body, after drying herself she wrapped the towel in her hair. She unfolded the clothes and put them on.

After she finished she opened the door and peeked outside and noticed the hall was empty. She stepped out and walked down the hall some more and saw two more doors.

One on the left and one on the right and walked towards the right, she slowly opened the door and peeked inside. It was well organized and pretty much empty; it didn’t look like a normal bedroom. This must be the guest room, she thought. She stepped inside and immediately walked over to the bed and climbed on top of it and laid down. She rested her head on the pillow as she turned onto her side and quickly fell asleep.


When Cody got up stairs he wondered where Bailey went off to as he noticed the bathroom door opened with the light off. Where was she? He walked towards the guest room and quietly opened the door and didn’t see her in there. He closed the door and walked across the hall and slowly opened his bedroom door.

Cody sighed as he saw Bailey lying on top of his bed, curled up on her side. She must be exhausted, he was glad that she was tired enough to sleep. She looked so tiny in his bed, so vulnerable as she slept there. She looked different then the last time he’d seen her, her face was more rounder, her hair longer then the short he usually saw on her. He missed the short hair; he wondered is she was ever going to cut it again.

When she was younger her hair was longer then what it was now and he loved it that way, then she joined the Army and cut it to her jaw line, it looked lovely on her and over time he grew to love the new look and now it looked like she was trying to grow it out again now that she was done with the Army.

His gaze lingered lower onto her breasts; he hasn’t seen those since she was seventeen. He couldn’t help but wonder if he’d get a chance to see them again. He wanted to curse to himself from having that thought about her. She was almost killed tonight and here he is standing by his bed and looking down at her like a pervert.

He sighed as he walked to his walk in closet and pulled out a soft quilt and laid it on top of her, she stirred the slightest bit and then sighed and hugged to covers to her chest.

He kissed her forehead softly and then walked out of his bedroom.