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“Might have a shirt you can wear.” He goes to a cupboard and rummages around, before pulling out fresh white T-shirt. He shakes it out and holds it against my body. “That’ll work. Guess it’ll be like a dress on you.”

I take it and pull it over my head gratefully. It comes halfway down to my knees, and the shoulders and arms are huge, but I love the freshly laundered smell of it. And I love the way it’s all soft and worn, like it’s been on Forge’s body a ton of times. He nods approvingly. Then he removes the towel from his waist and pulls on a pair of shorts.

I hunt around for the bright pink panties Forge stripped off me several hours earlier. At last, I locate them down the side of the bed. But they’re soaking wet, completely drenched with my arousal. There’s no way I can put them on again. Oh well, guess I’ll have to go pantie-less.

“Give me your dirty clothes,” Forge instructs me. “There’s a washing machine out the back.”

“No, let me,” I insist. I’m not about to let him handle my dirty smalls.

He turns very serious. “Maya, it’s dark out there. I don’t want a repeat of earlier. Give me the clothes.”

There’s a little twinge between my thighs. His bossiness is too hot. Trying to keep the smile from showing on my face, I hand over my backpack into which my dirty clothes have been stuffed haphazardly.

He shakes his head. “That’s no way to keep your belongings.”

“I know. I just had… other stuff on my mind,” I finish lamely.

He frowns. “I understand that. But from now on, you will keep your possessions nice and tidy. Show them some respect.” And with that, he strides out of the cabin.

My stomach flips, and I think I’ve just fallen for him a little bit more.

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