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“Not long.” He dropped down next to her, propping himself on his elbow. “I had to take care of a few things.”
“Working already?”
“I turned off my phone.” He smiled and this time it seemed to reach his whole face. “I can’t remember the last time I did that.”
“I’m shocked.”
“Don’t be.” He tapped the tip of her nose with his finger. “I want to spend the day with you. No interruptions. Just the two of us.”
“What would you like to do?”
“We’re not leaving this room.” He grinned. “Until the ceremony.”
“I like the way you think, but won’t your family wonder where we are for breakfast and lunch?”
“I’m sure they’ll figure it out.” He lowered the sheet, revealing her breasts to him. The cool breeze from the ceiling fan coupled with his close proximity caused her nipples to harden. “Breakfast will be delivered in an hour.” Swirling his thumb over her nipples, he moved his lips to her neck. “I wanted us to have time to shower.”
“You think of everything.”
“We have six hours before we have to be downstairs.” He extended his hand for her and led her down the hall to the bathroom. “Let’s not waste one minute.”
She didn’t want to squander any of their time together. She tried not to think about the fact that tomorrow would be Sunday. What happened then? How could she go back to thinking about him as Mr. Cannon, CEO of Cannon and Carrington?
He turned on the faucet and placed his hand under the running water. “Do you like it hot?”
“The water?” She pulled his basketball shorts from his hips.
“Such a little tease.” He slapped her backside. “I know you like the sex hot.” He stepped out of his shorts. “You proved that last night.”
“You would know.” She took in his naked form, almost losing her breath over his physique and toned lines.
“I’m guessing you need some hot water to relax those overworked muscles. I know I do.” He walked into the oversized shower and beckoned her inside.
She followed him under the powerful spray. Now she saw the need for those multiple jets. Rich people even figured out a better way to shower together.
He moved behind her and guided her against his chest. She loved the tenderness in the kisses he placed on her neck and shoulders. She’d never experienced such an attentive man before. He left no part of her body neglected. With every touch she felt his desire to please her.
He reached for the bottle on the built-in shelf in front of her.
“That’s shampoo,” she told him. “Don’t you want the body wash?”
“Not yet.” He led her to the jet on the wall behind them. “Tilt your head back.”
Holy crap! He wants to wash my hair.
He gathered her locks in his hand and gently moved her head under the stream. Once he was satisfied her hair was wet enough, he poured the mint scented shampoo into his palm.
“Your hair is beautiful.” He massaged the shampoo into her scalp, working his way down her head. She closed her eyes as he manipulated the soap into a sudsy lather. His fingers created a strong but relaxing pressure as he moved them to the base of her head.
“Oh...that feels really good.”
“Just enjoy, sweetheart. You deserve to be taken care of.”
The soap dripped from her hair and trickled down her breasts and stomach. She imagined his hands taking the same path as the bubbles. She longed for his expert fingers inside her heat. He knew how and where to touch.
“Lean your head back again,” he whispered into her ear. “I need to rinse your hair.”
“Hmm...” She tilted her head back and let him wash away the suds.
