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I heard Dawson’s growl and looked over to see him shaking his head.
“Enter your details; we’ll have to do a security check first and get in touch with you,” Dawson explained as he passed over his phone.
“Yeah, of course.”
Once the guys finished entering their information on Dawson’s phone, we said our goodbyes and made our way back to our rooms.
“What do you want to eat?” Dawson asked as he unlocked the door.
“An omelet with ham, cheese, and veggies. Croissants with jam. And lots of coffee.”
“I’ll place the order and knock when it arrives.”
Dawson headed for his room and slammed the door. What got his jockstrap in a knot?
Shaking my head, I retreated to my bathroom.
A hot shower was desperately needed.
Once I’d stripped down and stood underneath the heated spray, I replayed the morning in my head. Every time Dawson’s hands touched my body, or anytime he so much as brushed against me, every nerve ending came alive.
It felt like I’d been edged for hours.
I grabbed my body wash and soaped up my throbbing dick. A sexy vision of Dawson covering my body with his, taking my cock in hand, and giving me orders in that husky voice of his had my balls tightening.
I’d barely gotten two strokes off when my phone began to ring.
“Fuck!”
I quickly rinsed off and stepped out of the shower, reaching for my phone on the counter.
It was Harlow. I tappedacceptandspeaker.
“What?” I snarled as I yanked a towel off the shelf and wrapped it around my waist.
“Good morning to you, too. Or afternoon since it’s almost noon.”
“What do you want?”
“Pre-rehearsal meeting in Brodie’s suite at one.”
“I’ll be there.”
I tappedendand looked at myself in the mirror. I untied my hair and left it down. It was messy, but I didn’t care. And I didn’tbother shaving, either. After throwing on a pair of worn jeans and a T-shirt, I knocked on the connecting door and waited until Dawson answered.
“Breakfast isn’t here yet,” he said when he opened the door.
He was fresh out of the shower, too, in black jeans and a T-shirt that showed off his incredible body—a body that was distracting me at an alarming rate.
“That’s fine. I thought we could talk anyway. Harlow just called. We have a meeting at one. I want you to be there.”
“Me? Can’t I just wait outside in the hallway?”
“No. You’ll be the peacekeeper in case things get out of control.”
Dawson nodded and waved me inside. I walked over to the sofa in the corner of the room and sat down.
“Thanks for dragging my ass outta bed this morning. I do feel better.”
