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I nod, realizing the truth of his words. I’ve never had a lover pleasure himself in front of me like that before. It was an experience unlike any other.
I’m still reeling that he’s here at all, with me, and that he wants me. Even if this is only temporary, this is a moment that will shape my life forever.
No matter what happens down the road—whether I get into vet school here, or move far away—I’ll always have this incredible moment.
With him.
I peek up at him and twist my fingers in my robe as nervous anxiety threatens to overwhelm me. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to do now.”
Zeb’s lusty laughter breaks the spell. “Get dressed while I clean up. We’ve got a full day ahead of us.” He spins me around and gently escorts me out of the bathroom. “I’ll be out in a second. We’ll get breakfast, then I’ll take you on a tour of the grounds.”
“Don’t you need new clothes?”
“I’ve got a change of clothes in the bullpen. We’ll stop there along the way.”
My skin heats at the sight of him bare before me. The man is unashamed, but for good reason. His body is the embodiment of male perfection.
He’s a warrior. A Guardian. He’s a hero to so many. And the man is hot as sin.
“You should probably go.” He grins and turns on the shower.
“Why?”
“Because I’m not doing round two alone.” He raises an eyebrow. “And the longer you look at me like you want to eat me up, the more likely it is there will be a round two.”
No need to say more. With a squeak, I spin around, heart beating wildly, while his lusty laughter chases me into the other room.
He leaves the door to the bathroom open, which means after I get dressed, I’ve got the best view on the planet as he lathers up and rinses off.
The electrical chemistry between us surges with power and anticipation. Our connection has grown even stronger over the past twenty-four hours; our lives colliding in the most beautiful way possible.
What started as a simple friendship is gradually building into something much deeper, something special—something more than I ever dreamed possible.
Or dared to hope for.
TWENTY
Zeb
I can’t helpbut smile as Kaye runs from the bathroom. That was totally not what I intended—having her watch me fuck my hand—but it was so fucking hot.
I came hard. Harder than I ever do with the five-finger hustle.
I can’t wait to turn the tables on her and torture her with my fingers, my tongue, and my cock. But for now, it’s time to put sex on the back burner. We’ll get there when we get there.
I step out of the shower and grab a towel from the rack, wrapping it around my waist. Kaye waits for me on the small sofa, peeking up from beneath her long lashes.
She’s embarrassed, but excited by what she saw.
I grin and take my time to stroll across the room, not bothering to hide anything from her gaze. She got an eyeful in the bathroom. No point in pretending fake modesty now.
I pull on my jeans and sniff my shirt from last night. It smells like a mix of sweat, oil, and fumes from the bike; definitely not something I want to wear again. Fortunately, my gear locker in the bullpen has several days’ worth of clothing in my Go Bag to choose from.
“I say we grab breakfast, then I’ll give you the full tour. I have a briefing at noon. I’ll bring you back here so you can change before sparring practice.” I keep my voice soft, trying to ease some of the sexual tension swirling in the air. Not an easy task.
“Excuse me? Sparring, what?”
“Time to learn how to defend yourself, luv.” I place my finger under her chin and tilt her head back so that I can press my lips against hers. Her sweet scent brings a groan to the back of my throat and my cock stirs, wanting more.
