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“Of course you are. I fucked you good.”
“Yeah,” she murmurs, rolling away from me, making me miss the heat of her skin.
I watch as she sits on the edge of my bed and stretches her back, lifting her arms above her head.
“I need to do some exercise or something,” she says, pushing to her feet, letting me watch her ass sway as she heads toward my bathroom.
“You’re looking pretty fine to me,” I confess, rushing to follow her, not wanting to miss a second of looking at her skin.
“I feel weak and I hate it,” she says, stopping in front of my sink to stare at herself in my mirror. “I’m skinny and—”
“Hot?” I suggest, stepping up behind her and holding her hips in my hands.
She mumbles under her breath as she looks at herself.
“Clearly, you can’t see what I can. But if you want to work out, Reid’s got a fully kitted-out gym.”
“Of course he does.”
“And I’m more than happy to be your workout buddy. I love getting all sweaty and out of breath with you.”
“You’re a nightmare.”
“You love it.”
Her eyes meet mine in the mirror, but she doesn’t reply. Instead, she lowers her gaze and rips herself from my hold, darting toward the shower.
“Last one in is a loser,” she calls behind her, attempting to lighten the mood.
Of course I wasn’t hoping that she’d tell me she loved me. Only a crazy person would expect that after the short amount of time we’ve had together and everything I’ve forced her to endure.
You are a crazy person…
“Oh no. What’s my punishment?” I counter, happy to play along.
She turns the water on and the second it’s warm, she backs into it, letting me watch as the water runs over her body.
“Get on your knees,” she demands, a wicked glint in her eyes.
“Now that I can get on board with,” I say, immediately dropping down. “What next?”
“Surprise me,” she teases, although the way she spreads her feet lets me know exactly what she’s expecting. And I am more than happy to oblige.
“Dirty, dirty, Dove.”
“I think you love it,” she counters, stealing my line from earlier.
“I don’t think, Dove. I fucking know.”
Without waiting for a response, I crawl to her, staring up into her dark eyes as I give her what she needs.
* * *
With her taste still coating my tongue, I stare into the fridge as if I have a single clue as to what I’m looking for.
“Need some help?” Alana asks, stepping up behind me and ducking under my arm. “You really can’t cook, can you?”
“I wasn’t lying.”
