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Her brows rose. “Since when do you care?”
Wow, okay. She’s definitely had a bad day.
“I always care.” It wasn’t a great answer, but she seemed to accept it, relaxing a little.
“They ruined my shirt,” she said, holding it out like I hadn’t seen it yet. “Why did they throw soda on me?”
“Because they’re assholes. They do stuff like that all the time. We’ve had a lot of weird shit thrown at us—but thankfully not actual shit. That would be disgusting.” She giggled half-heartedly and it brought me some relief. “Come on, let’s go shower.”
She gave me a funny look, but I didn’t give her a chance to second-guess it. I grabbed her hand and tugged her up the stairs, not stopping until we were stepping into my master bathroom. I shut the door and turned to her.
“Jackson…” Her voice trailed off as I tugged her blouse up and over her head. “I don’t think…”
“This is a good idea?” I murmured, taking in her figure in the tight white camisole. It was stained too, and I made a mental note of it. I’d have to buy her another one of those. “I just want you to feel better.” I stepped toward her, closing the space between us.
Leaning down, I planted a soft kiss on her lips. “Do you feel better yet?”
She smiled but shook her head. “Not yet.”
“I’m going to have to get creative then.” I chuckled darkly, my cock already alive at the idea. “But maybe we should wash that sticky off of you.”
She bit down on her lip as I tugged the camisole over her head. Her soft skin glimmered under the warm glow of the bathroom lights, and once again, I was taken with her figure.
“I know I’ve said it a million times, but you’re gorgeous,” I murmured, my lips trailing down her jaw as my hands slid around to unhook her bra. She let out a moan as her breasts came free, and I tugged off the bra, tossing it to the floor.
My hands found the snap on her pants, and I undid them, letting her step out. I then stripped out of my own clothes, shooting her a wicked grin when her eyes landed on my erection.
“You turn me on so bad,” I said to her, turning on the water in the shower. “You drive me fucking crazy, actually.”
“Mmm.” She pulled at her hair, letting it fall past her shoulders. Her naked body was right there in front of me, and I devoured the sight of it. I didn’t know what it was about Lena, but I wasn’t sure if I’d ever get tired of looking at her. Her curves, her freckles, her bright eyes—I saw nothing but perfection, for the first time in my life.
And as scary as it was, I couldn’t fucking get away from her.
I grabbed her hand and led her toward the warm water, double-checking the temperature before stepping under the stream. The stone-walled shower had been built with multiple rain showerheads, which meant neither of us had to go without.
Lena’s heavy sigh caught my attention, and for a moment, I let myself just watch her. Her eyes were shut, her head tipped back, and she was letting the water stream down her face and body.
Damn, she’s really something.
I reached for the soap on the rack, squirting some into the palm of my hand to warm it up. I created a lather and then gently reached out, rubbing her shoulders and working my way down her back.
“Oh my god, that feels so good,” she murmured, her eyes still shut.
I tried to ignore my throbbing cock as I stepped closer to her, my tip brushing her backside. The animal in me wanted to bend her over and fuck her, but the man in me felt she needed something completely different in the moment.
And that’s who I was going with tonight.
“I’m sorry today was rough,” I said softly, continuing to wash her back and lower hips. “I really am.”
“Why didn’t you call me over the weekend?” Her question caught me by surprise as her eyes fluttered open and she tilted her head to look back at me.
“Maeve said you needed some space—well, she told Tyson that. I just…I know we got interrupted at the beach, and I was letting you have some time to cool off.”
“Yeah, I guess…”
I hesitated, my hands stopping just above her perfect, round ass. “Did you want me to call you?” The question sounded stupid, but I meant it. I had no idea what Lena wanted from me. This fake relationship on top of being a sexual fling made things…complicated.
“I don’t know.”
