Page 24 of Wicked Rogue


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Now you’re hallucinating as well.

I shook myself internally. I needed to control myself.

She let me pull her up and rid her of her jeans, and I discarded them by the door. I’d get a maid to come and launder them later.

“Stay there while I get the bath sorted,” I told her gruffly, trying to keep my eyes off of all that bare skin.

She was vulnerable. She was sad. I shouldn’t be thinking about that…

I’d seen Cait in a bathing suit many times when she was swimming with Bree, but she’d just been a kid then. I didn’t see her the way I did now…

In the bathroom, I plugged the stopper in the tub and turned on the water, dumping a good helping of the bath foam from the bathroom cabinet into it.

While I waited for it to fill, I texted the cook to prepare something light for Cait and to get some water sent up. She’d need hospitalization if she went much longer without water.

Once the tub was full and the room filled with lilac scented steam, I called her in. “Okay, come in.”

“Okay, but you have to turn around,” she replied, and I heard her shuffling across the carpet towards the bathroom.

“You might fall,” I protested.

“Aidan!”

“Alright, fine. I’m not looking.” I turned and faced the back wall, but she didn’t know I could see her reflection in the cabinet.

It was wrong… it was. I should have looked away… but I couldn’t.

Dear God.

She had small, perky breasts with dark pink nipples pebbled in the cold air, lush hips and thighs I had a real urge to bite… then my eyes dropped to the spot between them.

No. Don’t go there.

But my body had other ideas, and my dick was immediately straining against my pants.

Sick bastard.

I cleared my throat as she sank beneath the foam, obscuring her body from me, and then turned around.

“You can leave now,” she said, a slight flush in her cheeks. Had she caught me staring? If she had, why hadn’t she said anything?

“No chance. What if you decide to drown yourself, or you slip?”

“I’m not a child, Aidan. I-”

Urgh!

She was so exasperating.

I threw my hands up in the air. “Fucking hell, I know you’re not. But you-”

“Alright fine!” She snapped, cutting me off. She let out a shaky breath and lay her head against the back of the tub. I eyed her warily, but she seemed done with her outburst. In fact, she looked exhausted.

“Why do you have to fight me all the time?” I muttered, sitting down on the chair by the sink.

“Because you-” she started sharply, but midway through, she sighed, lowering her voice. “Because you go out of your way to screw with me, and if I back down, you’ll walk all over me.”

“I’ll never walk all over you,” I replied, suddenly feeling guilty. I’d enjoyed teasing her. I thought some part of her got a stab of enjoyment from it too, but I didn’t want to push her over the edge. She was the only one I didn’t want to push so far over the limit that they barely acknowledged me.

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