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Chapter 18
Kincaid~
It felt weird waking up in Fox’s bed, his condo familiar, but not really. I mean, everything still looked the same, but I hadn’t been here in so long that I no longer felt the comfortability that I once had.
After Fox had carried me out of the party last night, the guy had stayed true to his word, and he’d kept me up all night, using me until my body was incapable of escaping. Granted, I’d been beyond wanting to escape last night, but still.
However, this particular morning-after was going to be awkward for different reasons that most morning-afters. I didn’t want to slink away in shame because I thought the cute guy I’d gone home with the night before might think I was a slut. Fox didn’t want to rudely push me out the door because he thought I was going to turn into some clingy bitch.
Nope.
We were way more fucked-up than that.
Crawling out of bed, I wasn’t too concerned about Fox’s whole I-better-not-wake-up-alone speech. The man had ears. If he woke up while I was in the shower, then he could join me or wait for me. I was too exhausted to care which right now.
Making my way to Fox’s closet, I grabbed a shirt since I didn’t have any clean clothes of my own here, then I grabbed two towels out of the linen closet, finally entering the bathroom, ready to wash all the dirty things Fox did to me last night off my body.
I adjusted the water to as hot as I could stand it, then let the power jets from the showerhead beat on my sore muscles. If there’d been a tub with power jets, I would have lined my vagina up with one and let it massage that little lady because she was sore as hell.
After a few minutes of just enjoying the heat, I grabbed Fox’s shampoo bottle, not having much choice. My hair was long enough that if I didn’t wash or brush it daily, it would become a tangle mess. So tangled that I’d probably have to take scissors to it.
Next was the conditioner, and while I let that set, I grabbed his bodywash, then cleaned myself up. It was either smell like his bodywash or smell like his cum, and the latter was too distracting for my piece of mind. Granted, smelling like is bodywash was only a slightly safer option.
I tipped my head back under the showerhead, I worked the conditioner through my hair with my fingers, feeling confident that the condition did its job. As the last of it was washing away, I heard the door to the bathroom open, and I couldn’t help but smirk.
“You’re lucky this is where you are,” Fox said just as he slid the glass door to the shower open.
I opened my eyes, and the sight before me was a very sexy one, for sure. “Did you expect me to spend the day covered in your cum?”
Those hazel eyes of his narrowed, and it wasn’t in annoyance or anger. “What makes you think I would mind?”
I arched a brow. “Club any females on their head and drag them to your cave lately?”
“Only you,” he replied without missing a beat.
I stepped out from under the showerhead to let him take advantage of the hot water. “I’m stealing some of your clothes,” I informed him. “You ruined my top last night.”
His arm snaked out, pulling me with him under the water. “It’s Saturday,” he said. “Did you honestly think I was going to let you out of my bed when we have nothing obligatory today?”
“Fox-”
“No, Kincaid,” he said, interrupting me. “I told you to be sure.”
I pushed at his chest. “Jesus Christ, Fox,” I bit out. “We haven’t even had breakfast yet. Can the fighting wait?”
“Who the fuck is fighting?” he asked.
It was too early for this shit.
It really was.
“I’m going to get dressed,” I told him. “Then I’m going home because that’s where I live, Fox.”
Just as I turned to walk out of the shower, I felt his hand grabbed the back of my neck, then pull me back. Slamming up against the tiled wall, he looked like a wet avenging god, towering over me. His eyes were sharp and serious. Even as pissed off as he looked, Fox was still so gorgeous that it hurt to look at him sometimes. It wasn’t just about his face and body, either. It was his intelligence and the way he carried himself that made the entire package worth selling your soul for.
“You don’t get to do that, Kincaid,” he hissed down at me, his jaw clenched and his eyes hard. “You lost the right to just come and go when you dumped me with a lie vicious enough to force me to let you go. I’ll give you the freedom to do whatever the fuck it is you want, except for that.”
I could feel my eyes widened in absolute astonishment.
