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After a few minutes of recovery, I cleaned up my mess, turned off the shower, and threw a towel low around my hips. I didn’t even bother drying off. I needed to get back to the safety of my room so that I could escape the image of her. I didn’t trust myself to not demand more from her.

I cracked the bathroom door open at the same moment her bedroom door opened. She made a small squeak as her eyes widened, dragging down my mostly naked and soaking wet body. Her nostrils flared, and her grip tightened on the doorknob.

“I was…just getting some water,” she said.

She’d also taken a shower. Her makeup was gone, and her long blonde bob had darkened to brown and dragged past her collarbone from the water. She’d changed into a blue tank top and sleeping pants. A rivulet of water ran down between her chest, pooling between her breasts. I watched the water, jealous of its trajectory.

“Did you need anything?” she asked me.

I clenched my jaw. I couldn’t tell her what I needed from her. Because what I wanted, she wasn’t ready to give. And I shouldn’t have even taken what I had.

“I’m good,” I lied.

She nodded. “Okay then.” She took a few steps down the hall. A few steps closer to me.

I still hadn’t moved. I didn’t trust myself to move.

Then, she smiled a small, shy thing at me. “Good night, West. Sweet dreams.”

Oh, I was going to have dreams. But they weren’t going to be anything but sweet torture.

“Night, Snickers.”

She disappeared into the kitchen, and I hurried back to my room, closing the door for the night on all of my temptations, just a few feet away.

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