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“Absolutely.” I press my nails into his skin before releasing him. “Now, get your butt in here. You’re letting all the cold air in, and next time, I’ll pinch something more sensitive than an ear.”
He shakes his head, his voice strained. “I can’t do that.”
“You have two feet. Yes, you can.”
He signals to my body. “Are you serious? You, in there, naked and wet in front of me, and you expect me to keep my hands to myself?” He repeatedly shakes his head. “I’m not taking any chances.”
I grin, proud of myself.
Seduction plan working.
One point, Carolina.
“I need help with my hair, and I’m not getting out of this shower until you do it.”
He’s as stunned as I am that I’m being this bold.
Champagne and not being miserable at the singles table gives me courage, I see.
“Fine.”
He shoves off his jacket, discards his tie, and plucks off his shoes, one by one, before removing his socks. I stand there, unmoving and shivering while he rolls his pants up.
“Scoot over,” he instructs.
“Seriously?” I ask, falling back a step when his large body joins me—him wearing his pants and white button-up. “Your clothes will be soaked.”
He shuts the shower door, deep breaths expelling from his muscular chest, while we stand inches apart. “If these clothes come off, something will happen that shouldn’t. This way”—he signals down his body—“there’s a barrier between us, and my cock will stay to himself.”
I frown and slump my shoulders. “Will something happening between us bethatstupid?”
“Yes.” There’s no hesitation in his answer.
“Why?” I gulp, terrified of hearing his response.
I should’ve never fought for this shower party.
“You aren’t someone who has sex just to have sex … only for the pleasure.”
I’ve never seen his face or heard his tone so gentle as he continues, “It’s not in your heart, in your soul, to have random sex. You want a relationship, and that’s something I can’t do because I’ll fuck it up.” His eyes squeeze shut, as if his words pained him.
“Rex,” I whisper, “you’re a good guy. You don’t know what you’re capable of. How can you knock commitment without trying it first?”
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, this convo is happening in the shower.
Me totally naked.
Him fully dressed.
His eyes drink in my face, and he presses his icy palms to my cheeks, cradling my face. If we weren’t standing so close, I wouldn’t make out his words. “I’m a good guy as a friend. In a relationship, not so much.”
My heart aches at the pain on his face. “You don’t know that.”
He shakes his head. “I refuse to lose you for my stupidity. You mean too much to me. You’re the first person I talk to when I wake up and the last person I talk to before I go to sleep. I called you before anyone when I got my game offer—before my family. I want to spend every damn minute with you I can. If I touched you, if I fucked you, and screw everything up—which I would—I wouldn’t have that anymore. If you were some random chick, I wouldn’t hold back, but I am because I love you. I hold myself back day after fucking day because I will never, ever in my goddamn life fucking hurt you.”
I nod as tears slip down my cheeks alongside the water. “Okay. I’m sorry.”
His lips brush the top of my head. “Nothing to be sorry about.” He chuckles. “Now, turn around, so I can wash your hair, you pain in my ass.”
