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7
If I hadn’t been so exhausted,both physically and emotionally, I doubt I would have been able to fall asleep. The pillow smelled like Eli. A fresh, clean scent I couldn’t get enough of, and I was surrounded by it. Every time I moved it enveloped me.
I was lulled to sleep by the scent, and when my alarm went off the next morning, it was the first thing that greeted me. The second? His naked backside.
For a second, I thought I was dreaming again.
My eyes were barely open. I was blindly reaching over to shut off my phone, forgetting I wasn’t in my bed. When my hand smacked air instead of my bedside table, I forced my eyes open as last night came rushing back to me.
The feel of his lips on my cheek. His hands on my hips. My body trapped between him and the wall. But mostly, the sound of his voice as he wished me good night.
So smooth and sensual.
Pushing myself up, I scan the room for the location of my phone, the alarm at an annoyingly loud level now, and my eyes land on skin. The bathroom door is cracked open, and the reflection in the mirror sends the damn butterflies in my stomach into a frenzy. Eli’s naked ass is glorious. Deep divots in each cheek. The muscles flexing as he bends over to dry his legs. His scent wafting in the air, causing my heart to hammer against my chest at a rate that’s sure to cause a heart attack at any given moment.
Averting my eyes when he moves, I feverishly push back the covers and grab my phone off the desk, silencing it.
“You want to shower?”
That voice. God, the things it does to me. Things it shouldn’t.
Hayden was right. It’s sexy.
“Um, no. I’m good. I have deodorant in my bag,” I say, refusing to turn and face him.
Is he still naked? Probably not. I’m sure, at the very least, he has a towel wrapped around him. It’s the perfect opportunity to take a pic for Austin and Hayden, but then I’d have to explain why I was in his room, and he was only wearing a towel. Again.
“There’s an extra toothbrush on the counter if you’re interested, and I snuck over to the set and snagged you two different shirts to choose from. They’re on the kitchen counter.” I feel him walk past me, and my eyes automatically follow him.
White towel. Sitting low on his hips. Hugging the outline of the beautiful ass I got a glimpse of.
Fresh beads of water dripping from his hair, carving a trail down his toned back.
Words escape me. I’m in the presence of a god, and nothing I say or do will be good enough. I’m not good enough.
The reality of that revelation smacks me in the face.
He’s a movie star.
I’m a personal assistant.
He’s the newest heartthrob in a long line of up-and-comers right now.
I’m just a girl trying to hide behind the camera instead of in front of it. To stay as far away from the spotlight as possible. To avoid being associated with her mother.
Yet, my mind can’t stop thinking about what it might be like to be on his arm. To belong to him and him to me. To claim him as my own. To see that beautiful ass every morning.
“Did you want to take a picture? It’ll last longer.”
I’m still staring at his ass, my thoughts moving to dangerous territory, when I finally lift my eyes to find him watching me over his shoulder.
“I have to change now, Taylor. You can stay if you want, but I can guarantee we’ll both be late for work if you do.”
There’s a hint of humor in his voice. He’s holding back his laughter as the heat in my cheeks rises. Shaking my head, I rush out of the room, pulling the door closed behind me.
Hastily, I pull off the T-shirt I was wearing yesterday and grab one of the shirts Eli left for me on the counter. I hear the door to his bedroom open as I’m tugging it over my head, the black, sheer material getting caught up in my ponytail. I feel his presence behind me as I feverishly try to get the material free and cover myself. When his hands land on mine, I freeze, unable to move. To breathe.
He can see me, but I can’t see him. All of me. I’m not embarrassed by my body. I stay in shape. Swim as much as I can. Run when I have the time. I was a track star in high school.
