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What was that about?!
He wondered if he’d upset Logan.
Miles’s stomach knotted as he stripped distractedly out of his shorts and boxers and got under the shower.
I did turn up at his clinic unannounced.
He almost groaned when the hot water hit his skin.
He hadn’t realized how cold he’d been.
Miles eyed Logan’s shampoo and body wash. He hesitated before reaching for them.
The lather was silky and smelled of mint and cedar.
His body tingled all over as he rubbed it into his skin and hair.
This feels even more intimate than being in Logan’s bedroom.
A shiver of arousal raced through his cock.
Miles blinked, shocked. He looked down before lowering his hand. A pleasurable sensation shot through him as his sensitized shaft responded to his touch. He flushed.
I can’t believe I’m getting hard in another man’s shower!
Miles took a shaky breath and counted sheep while he hastily rinsed his hair and the soap suds clinging to his skin.
To his relief, his burgeoning erection had settled by the time he took a bath sheet from the pile on a shelf and dried himself. He wrapped the towel around his body, wrung out his wet clothes in the sink, and put them in a garbage bag he found under the sink.
Miles ventured out in Logan’s bedroom and headed for the dresser, the floorboards cool under his bare feet. He opened the top drawer and froze.
It contained Logan’s underwear and socks.
A purple box peeked out from beneath some boxers.
Miles’s heartbeat sounded loud in his ears as he stared at the pack of condoms.
He shut the drawer hastily and crunched his eyes closed, his breaths coming hard and fast like he’d just run a marathon. His sex throbbed mockingly between his thighs.
He didn’t even have to look to know he was growing erect again.
Maybe I’m coming down with something.Miles swallowed convulsively.That’s the only possible reason as to why I’m acting like a horny teen in a stranger’s bedroom right now.
He rooted through the other drawers, found a T-shirt and jogging bottoms he thought would fit him, and dressed hastily, his face so hot he was surprised he hadn’t self-combusted.
Pepper was sitting on the landing when he came out of the apartment with the bag holding his clothes and trainers.
The dog woofed softly, rose, and headed down the stairs. She stopped halfway and looked at him expectantly. Miles followed her.
Logan’s voice reached him when they neared the prep room.
“Who’s a good boy?”
The puppy yipped, a happy sound.
Miles slowed as he came in sight of the pair.
The puppy was lying on his belly on an examination table. He gnawed at a chew toy while Logan bandaged his leg.
