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Another chuckle. I luxuriated in the feel of his fingers in my hair.

“I suppose it was only fair that you see me naked,” I said. “I had a fair view of your cock the other day, so I reckon it’s a matter of balance in the universe. And perhaps a lesson in humility.”

He hmm’d, the sound appreciative and deeply thrilling. “I hope it’s not too forward to say I hope your view was as good as mine.”

A laugh burst out of me. “You’re worried about offending me now?”

“Fair enough.” A pause as he directed my head to tilt so he could get at my nape. “Did it really offend you, though?”

My own pause as I considered just how much to tell him. “Yes and no.”

“Oh?”

“Don’t pretend you didn’t know you’d crossed the lines of propriety.”

“I’ll admit that was a good part of the point. I’ve found great pleasure in shocking you, Duchess.”

His voice was deep and velvety and sinful.

“Then you have done your job, good sir. Congratulations.”

The water and his hands disappeared. “There. All set. Here’s your towel.”

“Thank you,” I said, taking it. But I was faced with the logistics of how on earth I’d manage my way into the towel and inside without open nudity. I died a thousand deaths sitting on that stump, dabbing my hair to stall. “What will happen in there?” I nodded toward the house.

He glanced in that direction and shrugged. “I shut off the water. Gotta go get a good look at it. Hopefully I can fix it.”

“So you can just . . . plumb?”

A chuckle. “Sure, simple stuff at least. I’m good with a hammer and nail too. But I bet that doesn’t surprise you.”

His smile was so searing, he could have set the forest on fire. As it stood, he’d sparked a fire that started in my cheeks and tore through my chest like I’d been doused in petrol.

“You really do think highly of yourself, don’t you?” I asked, glaring at him.

“Nah, but God do I love watching you squirm.”

“Oh, do you?” I jeered, standing, holding the shower curtain like a Roman as boldness struck me like furious lightning. “Perhaps I can return the favor.”

To my complete and absolute delight, his haughty smile melted down his chin as I unwrapped the plastic sheet and let it fall to the ground.

My ribs rattled with my heartbeat as I stood there for a moment. His mouth was open like a fish, easy enough to hook. But I savored the widening of his eyes as his gaze raked down and up my body.

When he finally met my eyes, his were aflame.

My work done, I turned and strutted to the house, swinging my hips and toweling off my hair. “Now I suppose we’re even,” I said.

But he was too stunned to answer.

And I’d never been so pleased in all my life.

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slam dunk

JESSA

By the time I came out of my room, he was busy fixing the shower, whistling with grace I’d never expect from his mouth. I waved at him as I passed on my way to the front yard, book under my arm. He jerked his chin at me and kept on working, no trace of his thoughts on my nudity, which, based upon what I knew of him, was impossible.

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