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It felt so strange now, not sexy…but still seductive in a way. In a way that was only for me. She was still my secret, only now she was the secret that led straight to my heart. She looked at me shyly, waiting for me to react. But I kept my focus, rose to my feet, and lifted her gently under her arms until she was steady enough on her feet.
“Finley,” she cried, clutching hold of the of the towel rack with one hand as I sank to my knees.
I looked up at her and gently grasped the back of her leg, as memories collided. Jesus, it was only hours ago when I'd done this exact same thing. She looked at me with so much fucking trust as I lifted her leg and removed her boots, stuffing her socks inside before rising.
She gave a tremble as I reached for the zipper of her dress, lowering it carefully all the way down to the small of her back. The thin straps slipped from her shoulders and I couldn’t stop myself from laying my hands on her, spreading the thin fabric wide, revealing every inch of her. I stared at the bones of her shoulders, so fucking delicate, so goddamn small. I unhooked her bra, watching as she reached up with one hand to cup her clothing to her chest.
“I’m not going to have sex with you,” I said as I gently coaxed her hand down. “If that’s what you’re worried about.”
“Why?”
Why?
The whisper may as well have been a howl of rage. I flinched and fought the need to snap at her. “Because I’m not a fucking animal, that’s why.”
She just held my gaze, even when her knees started to tremble once more.
“Easy,” I growled, catching her as her knees buckled.
She clung to me, her skin icy. “Fuck me, you’re freezing!” I reached out, and turned the faucets on, then adjusted the temperature, waiting for the heat to rush through.
But I was too fucking awkward…tounusedto caring for someone other than my own damn self, and when the heat hit her skin, she cried out, falling forward, her arms winding around me again.
“Fuck!”I barked, and tested the water.
It was warm…but not scalding.
Except, for her it was.
I swallowed hard, hating myself more than ever before. I curled my fists, aching to lash out and drive my own knuckles into the side of my face. But I shifted the temperature, holding her hard against me.
I licked my lips. “Easy.”
She lowered her head to my chest and stepped backwards. A moan tore free. My fucking heart slammed against my chest. “Is that too hot, babe?”
She lifted her head and stared into my eyes as she shook her head. “No…it’s good.”
Her body shuddered and shook. I stood there, half holding her, as the needle-like spray hit both of us. It didn’t take long until my shirt was soaked through. I eased one hand from her and tugged at the buttons, peeling the sodden material from my body, until it hit the floor with asplat.
She just watched me, those unfocused eyes suddenly sharp and clear, staring at my chest. I trembled as the cool, air-conditioned air teased my nipples, making them tighten. Then I stepped forward once more, reaching behind her to grab my soap, and squeezed some onto the washcloth.
She closed her eyes, her breath coming slow and deep as I ran it across her shoulders. She melted against me, and for the first time in my damn life, I knew what it was to care for another…to really care for them.While my hands ran down her spine and to the small of her back, I pressed her a little harder against me.
Suddenly, I didn’t care that my two-thousand-dollar Givenchys squelched when I moved. I wanted more, craving her, desperate for her. My fucking hands were shaking as I pressed the washcloth against the small of her back, hating that I was using the pretense of caring for her to ease my own basal need.
The sound of footsteps pressed in, throwing me off balance as Max’s voice called out, “Fin?”
Panic filled her gaze as she wrenched her eyes to mine.
I jerked my gaze over my shoulder, glimpsing movement in the doorway. “Stay the fuck out!”
He froze, lifting his hand to shield his eyes. “Got the doc here to check her.”
I swung back, shielding her as best as I could, and turned the faucets, ending the spray. My thick bathrobe hung close. I moved fast, grabbing it and holding it out, and waited as she slipped her arms into the sleeves.
“I can’t, Fin,” she moaned as she closed her eyes and swayed on her feet. “I feel like I’m going to…”
Before her knees could give way, I bent and lifted her, carrying her with squelching shoes into the bedroom.
