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She giggles. “God bless the Kegel exercises.”

“Man, yeah.” I blow out a breath. Then I roll onto my side to look at her. “Would you like a bath?”

“With you?”

“If you like.”

“I’d love one,” she says, smiling.

So I get up and turn on the taps in the big bath, and let them run for a while, adding some of the foam from the bottle the hotel supplies, filling it with bubbles.

When it’s ready, we both slide into the hot water with a groan. Luckily the taps are in the middle, so we’re able to have an end each.

I rest my arms on the edge of the bath, observing her as she sinks up to her chin, then emerges, her shoulders glistening.

“Mm,” she says, “this feels so good.”

“I’ll wash you in a minute,” I tell her.

She wrinkles her nose. “You’re so good at this. I’m glad I found an expert.”

I chuckle, stroking a foot up her thigh, sending the water swirling around us. “Hardly.”

“You are. If you hadn’t done what you did in the car, I’d still be clueless. You’ve given me confidence to explore, Damon. To communicate what I like with a guy rather than just lie there and hope for the best.”

I frown. I know she means it as a compliment, but I can’t suppress a niggling feeling that she’s going to take what I’ve taught her and apply it to other men.

“Did I say something wrong?” she asks.

I think about what went through my head as I slid inside her. There’s no point in ignoring it. I have feelings for this girl. I might as well be honest about it.

“I don’t want you to see other men,” I tell her.

She blinks and stares at me. Then, slowly, her lips curve up, just a little. “Okay.”

My eyebrows rise. “Aren’t you going to argue with me?”

She shakes her head.

“I have no right to ask you,” I point out.

She tips her head to the side. “Are you going to see other women?”

“No.”

“Good.” Her eyes flare.

We both study each other. Then, slowly, we both give a small smile.

“You’re going to Australia soon, though,” I point out.

“True.”

“You might meet some young Aussie surf dude there and fall in love with him.”

She pokes me with her toe. “Why would I do that when I have you here?”

The rain is still falling on the skylight, and the light behind it sends the reflection of the rain across us. Her eyes are full of amusement and pleasure. She likes that I’m being possessive. She wants to be with me, but she wasn’t going to say so first. She was happy to let me come to that conclusion myself.

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