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“Ohfuck,” he groaned out, his eyes shutting for a moment as the hot, sticky liquid covered my body. He stilled afterwards, the sounds of our breathing the only thing in the room. He let my legs down slowly. “Have we even unpacked any towels?”
I laughed. “No, I guess I maybe should’ve found those before we started this.”
He chuckled, his eyes raking over my body covered in his cum. “I’ll go find a couple of towels and start the shower.”
I nodded, my body feeling the loss of his warmth as he exited the room. I heard his jostling around through the house, and I imagined he was lifting and moving boxes, checking the labels—the ones that I hadn’t been very detailed about.
“Found them!” I heard him shout from somewhere downstairs. I laughed to myself as his footsteps thundered up the stairs, growing louder as he reached the door. He slipped right into the master bath, and I heard the shower turn on. “Damn, you look good laying there naked.” He greeted me with a smile as he headed back to me.
“You look good standing there naked,” I teased, taking his extended hand to sit up on the bed.
His expression softened as he pulled me into his chest, tilting his head to study my face. “Haven’t showered with you in ages.”
I swallowed hard as he pressed a kiss to my forehead. “I’ve never showered with anyone other than you.” I don’t know why I felt the need to tell him something like that. There was a chance that it made me sound just as pathetic as it made me feel at the moment. However, Gunner squeezed me.
“I haven’t either.”
His words surprised me, but I didn’t show it as he led me to the bathroom. Showers were our thing once we were old enough to have the chance to do so. It wasn’t about the sex, but just the intimacy…
At least for me, anyway.
He opened the clouded glass door, allowing me to step in under the warm stream of water. I did exactly that, letting out a sigh as the water pummeled into my sore shoulders. I hadn’t even realized how sore they were until then, all of the moving wearing on my petite frame.
Gunner stepped in behind me and closed the door, immediately grabbing for the soap—that I assumed he had dug out. “Found it in the box with the towels,” he commented, chuckling as he saw my curious gaze. “I don’t think the landlord just leaves soap in the shower.”
“No, I guess not.” My voice was barely audible over the streaming water. He slowly and methodically washed my body and hair, just like he always had. I don’t know why it made me feel so…emotional.But the relief that came with his tender touch was overwhelming. Tears rolled down my cheeks, mixing in with the water.
“Your turn,” Gunner gave me a wink as he held out the body wash.
“You’re going to smell like a girl,” I laughed, taking it from him.
“Perfect, just what I want everyone to smell at the clubhouse. They’ll be so fuckin’ jealous.”
I rolled my eyes and lathered him up, running my hands along the muscles in his back. There were new scars, some more recent than others. Part of me wanted to ask about them, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it, knowing that they were from violence—potentially the kind that ended someone else’s life.
“I got in a motorcycle accident a few years ago,” he said in a flat tone. “It left a lot of scars.”
“Oh,” was all I could manage as he stepped under the water to rinse.
He took my soapy hands, pulling them to his chest, the water washing them clean. “I know that you probably think a lot of things about me, but I would never hurt someone just for the hell of it.”
I nodded, though I wasn’t sure how to take his words. His fingers laced through my wet hair to around the back of my head, pulling my lips to his. His kiss was soft but fleeting as he turned off the shower, pushed open the glass door, and grabbed the towels. I stood there, allowing him to wrap me up in the warm fabric.
“I have to get to the clubhouse. I have some shit to do.”
My stomach tightened as he walked right out of the bathroom, leaving me there alone. “Right.”
Chapter 12
Gunner
“Where the fuck have you been?” Viper growled as I burst through the clubhouse doors, my hair still damp from the shower with Hallie.
I ran my fingers through it. “I was just finishing up over at Hal’s new place.”
“Yeah, finishing by blowing his load all over the fuckin’ place,” Axle grunted, his usual weird humor not striking the right chord today.
“Anyway, sorry I’m late.” I cleared my throat, ignoring all the amused looks of my brothers as I plopped down on the couch.
