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When she grabs the edge of the curtain and pokes her head out I let out a deep laugh. A genuine, cleansing, all uninhibitedlaugh. The mean look she’s trying to pull off is more cute than it is intimidating.
“Why?!” She protests. “I’m almost done. You can’t wait a few minutes?”
It’s obvious the moment she realizes I’m in nothing but my briefs because she rolls her lips in and her mouth forms a tight line. I don’t think the sudden flush of red in her cheeks is from the hot shower either.
I right myself to stand. The shock on her face becomes even more animated as I close the bathroom door. I take the two strides of distance between us, calculated and steady.
“There’s a drought in Texas, honey.” My voice drops dangerously low. “Wouldn’t want to waste water when we could just shower together instead.”
My brain is short-circuiting. Misfiring. Shutting down, because what the hell am I doing? Trying to scare her off? This is by far the most unhinged spur-of-the-moment decision I’ve ever made. And I’m just stupid enough to not stop.
Her lips part and her gasp is barely audible. She could slap me or immediately shoot down the idea, but she doesn’t.
I hook my index finger and thumb onto her chin.
“Don’t be shy. Scoot over.”
Chapter 12
Blythe
He’s kidding.
Every bone in my body with a shred of dignity or common sense melts and swirls right down the drain with the flow of the water.
My eyes flick down in a flash. His hand is still latched onto my chin, but I’ve seen enough. He’s almost completely naked and it’s a glorious sight.
This man ishotand he knows it, or he wouldn’t be teasing me about hijacking my shower. Well, I’m going to call his bluff.
Tentatively, I take a few steps out of his way, expecting him to retreat and not go through with it. My prediction skills must be rusty though. It only takes a few seconds for him to shove the black underwear off of his hips. His thighs are so thick, it’s a wonder his tight briefs didn’t just bust off themselves. Like we’ve done this sort of thing together before, he casually moves the shower curtain to the side and steps in right next to me.
Oh. He wasn’t kidding.
Mayday. Mayday! Naked cowboy entering the shower.
The tiny detail I forgot to consider in this situation is that I too am naked and in the shower. I smash my lips together in a hard line and look around for a hiding spot. My hands whip up to cover my breasts, and I stand awkwardly in the corner while he moves toward the shower head.
It’s a nice shower that I would guess was updated not that long ago. It’s more luxurious than the guest one, and far cleaner than I expected. But it’s fairly small. This space is not designed for two people, especially when one of them is built like he fought in the Roman army.
I hear a shampoo bottle open and shut. Out of the corner of my eye, I see his muscular arms raise above his shoulders to wash his hair. I haven’t been able to take my focus away from my direct line of sight though—his bare chest. Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth is taking on a whole new meaning.
The deep tan of his skin is a stark contrast against the white tile of the wall. I want so badly to reach out and touch a pec, just to see if it’s as hard as it looks.
I’m too nervous to do it, yet unable to look away all at the same time. I just know that if I moved my gaze even an inch, it’d go straight down and I wouldn’t be able to stop myself. Or my hands.
His muscles ripple with every movement, splashing water in every direction each time he lifts or lowers his massive arms. It’s mesmerizing.
“Do you make a habit out of taking showers with girls you just met?” I ask although I can barely hear myself over my pulse pounding in my ears.
His shrug is subtle, and I can’t believe he’s being so nonchalant right now. He’s not unaffected. Right?
At that moment, I decide to look down. Oh, he’s affected alright, andoh my God.
The bigger the handsanalogy suddenly makes a whole lot of sense to me, although I never believed it was true until now. My mouth drops open. Is that a stray droplet of water on my chin or drool?
“Do you make a habit out of foaming at the mouth every time you see a boner?” He quips back.
I redact everything I said last night while teasing him that he was scared of women at the bar. When Kee told me that I needed to have a little fun, I think this was exactly what she was talking about. Randomly shared showers with hot guys. If I can rein in the shock a little bit first.
