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“Everyone but us.”
I shook my head, raking a hand through the top of my hair a little desperately. “I would not survive in a supernatural jail.”
“I know,” he growled, finally looking at me again. “I won’t let them lock you up.”
I let out an unsteady breath. “I’m going to put some of my clothes in the wash, then shower. I’ll be quick.”
“Don’t worry about them. If the bastards have to wait, they’ll wait.”
I would hurry anyway.
The last thing I needed was a bunch of pissed-off dragons hating me for taking a long shower.
It only took me a minute to grab a few sets of my clothes and start them in the washer. Showering was almost as fast. I got to use my own soap and shampoo, thankfully. And the cold water helped a little with the sweating.
As I dried off, I realized I needed another set of August’s clothes. Reluctantly, I called for him.
He came striding back in, his gaze immediately landing on my towel-clad figure. Despite it being the second time he’d seen me like that, his gaze was hot.
Hungry, too.
“I need another set of your clothes until mine are washed and dried,” I said.
“You can have them any time you want.” His voice was low.
It nearly made me shiver.
“Thanks.” He stared at me for another moment, then finally peeled his shirt over his head.
“What are you doing?”
“Giving you my clothes.”
“I didn’t ask for the ones you’re wearing.”
“This shirt smells like me.”
“I don’t need to smell like you. I washed off, just like you asked—now, I just want some clean clothes.”
His nostrils flared. “You reek of flowers.”
“Flowers smell good!”
“Like hell they do.” He put the shirt in my hand. “Wear this. I’ll find you a clean pair of my boxers.”
With that, he stormed off.
I resisted the urge to throw his shirt at his head as he did.
He brought me boxers that looked and smelled clean, so I decided not to argue anymore, and just put them on. He’d found a fresh shirt to wear himself, so I couldn’t ogle his chest, either.
When I was dressed, I carried my laptop back out to the porch. August was in the kitchen, wiping everything down with some kind of cleaning solution, when I walked by.
Maybe he really was sensitive to smells.
Curiosity got the best of me.
After I sat down, I lifted the collar of his shirt to my nose and inhaled lightly.
