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“What are you doing?”

“That’s a big tub.” His pants came off.

“Zeke!”

His shirt, and whooooooaaaaa… Zeke worked out. Zeke worked out a lot. He was fully muscled, and his stomach was all sorts of hard. I had not fully appreciated his physique during the one time we had sex or the hugs or even the cuddling we did that night. My mouth was salivating because Iwas all sorts ofappreciating it now.

He was in the tub in the next second, and I half-shrieked, scooting back as far as I could. It was a big tub, but not that big. Before I could move any more, he reached over, took hold of my waist, and I was lifted in the air, and then he maneuvered us so I was between his legs, my back to his chest, and I could sink down in the water.

Oooooh.

This was… This was amazing, and relaxing, and then his hand began moving over my leg and I was burning up from a whole different reason. “Zeke!”

He chuckled right behind my ear, and even that, with his baritone, sent sensations through me. I didn’t know how to handle this, any of this.

“This is way better.” He moved again, and I felt him press a kiss to the back of my neck. He began pouring water over me as he kept kissing my neck, his hands beginning to stroke over me at the same time.

If my grandmum were alive and if my mom were still living with me in the house, and this had happened, I would’ve considered this day heaven. And at the reminders of all the changes in my life, I tensed.

Zeke lifted his head. “What’s wrong?”

I sighed, settling back into him. “I wanted you to come over because this is my first night here. I’ve never not lived with someone—”

His arm muscles bulged, on both arms. He asked, cutting in roughly, “Do you like it?”

“What?”

“Do you like living alone?”

“I haven’t experienced it. I can’t answer that.”

“Move in with me.”

“What?!” I jerked forward and twisted so I could see him.

As I was learning, Zeke just took care of the problem.

He lifted me up, in all my naked gloriousness, and flipped me around so as I came back down, I was fully straddling him. We both paused at the feeling of him against me, but then I leaned back. “I just moved in here.”

He shrugged, his gaze skirting from my mouth to my arm. He began tracing circles on my sides. “You don’t like living alone. I didn’t know that was the issue.” His gaze moved to my eyes. He was somber, almost earnest. “I have that huge house. You could take an entire floor if you want. The basement is renovated to be its own living space. You could have that or the second floor. I don’t care. I don’t really like living alone either.”

I didn’t say anything for a moment. “Are you serious?”

He nodded. “I’m always around people, or most of the time. High school, I was always partying. College, I was either at the frat house or I was with Blaise or his brother’s group. I bought this house a year ago, and I get it. It sucks living alone. Move in. You can be my roommate.”

“You are serious.”

A second nod, and his mouth moved into a serious line. “Sex or not, you’d be the perfect roommate. And I mean that. If we’re not having sex, that’s cool.”

“I just moved in. I paid for the first month and I signed a lease.”

He leaned back, a cocky smirk appearing. “I know a lawyer. He’ll break your lease before he’s even had breakfast.”

I didn’t know who he was talking about, but I was surprised and kinda not at the same time. I let out a short laugh.

“What?”

I shook my head. “You’re flashy. I’m not. You live in the fast lane, and me, I’m a tortoise in the slow lane. Sometimes I forget what your life is like when you’re with me.”

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