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"You big baby. If you come with me, I'll have your temperature down in no time."
When he didn't respond she pulled his arm again. And again, he broke free.
"Isaac!"
Katie stood back. Pacing, she tried to think about how she could get this lump of muscle to follow her. The fever had obviously affected his logic. Words weren't going to get him there.
But what if she appealed to something else? Something… primal.
"Hey! Muscles!"
???
Katie's assertive tone drew Isaac's attention. Throwing off her shirt revealing the lacy black bra underneath, kept it.
Is this a dream?
His brain and legs did everything they could to keep him in his bed but the sex-starved beast inside him had other ideas. And when Blondie flicked the button of her jeans open and slid down the zipper his legs didn't have a choice anymore.
For every step he took toward her she took one further down the hall.
A few stuttered steps later, Isaac stood in the doorway of his room with his hands over his head, braced against the jamb. Katie stopped next to the bathroom door with her back to him.
As if in slow motion, she hooked her thumbs into the waist of her jeans. Then, she pushed them down. And when her rear bounced out of the fabric, his erection twitched wanting to be between those plump cheeks peeking out below a band of black lace.
What is she doing?
Sweat sprang from every pore of his body as another wave of heat flooded his chest and face.
He wanted her. Obviously. But he was way too sick for either of them to enjoy it. She had to know that. Why would she do this now?
Katie slipped one foot free of the jeans around her ankles, then freed the other before stepping into the bathroom leaving the garment behind.
Exhaustion and overwhelming heat begged him not to move but Isaac's curiosity and the beast roaring between his legs drew him into the hallway. Every aching inch of him needed to know where she would take him.
Isaac pushed open the bathroom door. Water streaming from the showerhead hissed onto the tile floor. And it was there he found Katie, near enough to naked it left little to his imagination.
"Your turn," she said coming toward him.
He didn't question it. Whatever she wanted from him he'd give it to her. No matter how shitty he felt. No matter… His knees wobbled with another flash of heat. He caught himself on the marble countertop the same time Katie dipped down putting her shoulder under his arm to help steady him.
"Almost there," she said. "Can you stand?"
He pushed himself up but kept his hand on the counter just in case. The next thing he knew, Katie had slid her fingers under his shirt lifting it up.
Her eyes darkened meeting his gaze.
She pushed up on his shirt again urging him to lift his arms. He hesitated to give up his support but her eyes insisted.
Isaac bent forward and Katie slid the shirt over his head and down his arms in front of him then dropped it on the floor. A second later, her fingers slipped the knot out of the drawstring in his shorts before grabbing the waistband at his hips.
He should have stopped and asked what she thought she was doing but the lack of clothing and cool mist coming off the shower felt so good he couldn’t refuse to expose more skin, whatever her intentions were.
After she stripped his shorts leaving him in nothing but his dark blue briefs, she took his hand. Leading him, she backed into the stream of water.
It must have been cold. The water flowing over her shoulders soaked the thin, lacy bra revealing the hardened peaks it clung to. Then he found out just how cold when he stepped in after her. When the icy stream collided with his lava-hot skin, the fog in his brain lifted.
"You probably just saved my life," he said settling under the shower head letting the water flow over the crown of his head and down his back.
