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I can’t help but laugh while doing what he instructed.
“Help a guy out here,” he comments from behind me. “There are four bottles of different shit in here. Which one’s shampoo?”
My shoulders shake when I laugh again before handing him the shampoo.
“Mmm … this shit smells good. I’m jacking it for my next shower.”
My knees weaken at the mention of him taking another shower. He massages the shampoo through my hair better than my hairdresser, and as the sound of water falling takes over the air, shame grips me. I was unfair to push him into the position I did.
“You’re on your own with the body washing,” he says after rinsing out my hair. “Since you’re onlytipsy,I think you can handle it.”
I grab the washcloth from him, cleaning myself off, and then shriek at the sudden coldness. When I twist round, he’s walking out of the shower. His clothes are dripping wet, and he snags a towel from the hook, opening it wide. Carefully, I step out of the shower, and he drapes the towel around my shivering body, drying me and being careful not to touch anything over PG-rated.
“Will you at least stay with me tonight?” I whisper as he slips my shirt back over my head before releasing the towel.
The shirt reaches my knees, and he doesn’t get any glimpses of my goods.
Not that I didn’t have them on display earlier.
He awkwardly wraps the towel around my hair, doing a terrible job, but I’ll give him an A for effort. “Only if you keep your hands to yourself, tipsy shower girl.”
I feign annoyance with a huff. “All right.”
He exits the bathroom, comes back with my pajama pants, and hands them to me. When we return to the room, I hop onto the bed while he starts taking off his clothes.
“Oh, sonow, you want to get naked,” I comment, unwrapping the towel from my hair and licking my lips as his shirt falls from his broad shoulders.
He drops his pants, wearing only his boxer briefs, and then scans the room.
“You should’ve thought that through,” I remark. “Feel free to wear the teddy you found earlier.”
He chuckles. “I’m certain there’re sweats of mine somewhere in here.” He starts rummaging through the drawers before finding my favorite pair of his sweatpants and turning toward the bathroom.
“Wait!” I toss him the towel to take back with him and then make myself comfortable in bed as he disappears.
“You’re going to feel like shit tomorrow,” he says, walking back in before joining me in bed.
Facts.
I twist on my side, scoot closer, and rest my head on his shoulder. “I know, and you’re going to take care of me.”
He blows out a long, exaggerated breath. “Fine, but I wanttwobatches of cookies when we get home.”
I pat his chest as my heart warms. “I love you, best friend.”
He swings his arm around me. “And I love you.”
How can Rex think he’d be such a horrible boyfriend when he’s been the best friend a girl could ask for?
He takes care of me, makes me feel special, and would do anything for me. He’s an amazing man, and from what I experienced this weekend, he would be an amazing boyfriend.
I sigh.One of these days, he’ll realize that.
He’ll realize it with another girl and leave me in the dust.
Unless … I become that girl who wakes him up.
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