"What?" Grace asked with a frown when she opened the door in her bathing robe to see Brad standing there, offering her a small bag.
She had opened the door expecting to see the hotel staff that she had sent to help her get sanitary pads.
"I figured you might need this unless, of course, you have some of your own, which I doubt you do," Brad said with a smile as he waited for her to take the bag from him.
She opened it, and her eyes widened in surprise, and color rose on her cheeks when she saw the bag contained sanitary pads and pain relief drugs.
"Wh--y...? How did you know?" She asked, looking at him with a mixture of embarrassment and confusion. She was very sure he hadn't seen her stained pajamas.
"I have a sharp nose for unpleasant smells," He told her with an apologetic smile as he rubbed his now empty hands together.
