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“Woman, you’re gonna make me crazy,” he rasps. “We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.”
“Okay.”
“Now, are you game for some Netflix? Or would you rather I leave you alone so you can rest?”
“You’d really leave me alone if I asked you to?”
He huffs out a laugh. “I’m pretty sure I’d do anything you asked me to.”
“Oh. Well, I don’t want you to leave me alone. But I do have one request before we find something to watch.”
“What’s that?”
“Can you please go change out of those bloody clothes?”
Chapter17
Dip
Hot water beats down on my head as I wash my hair. I’d completely forgotten about Bryce’s blood all over my clothes when I got back to my place and felt terrible when she reminded me. I’d hopped out of the bed so fast, I probably left her head spinning. I could’ve just changed, but decided a shower was in order if she was going to be sleeping in my bed tonight.
Done with my hair, I reach for the bar of soap.
Shit. I didn’t even offer her a chan—
The door to the bathroom slowly opens, and Kennedy pokes her head around the barrier. I smile when I see her eyes are squeezed shut.
“Dip?”
“Yeah?”
“I, um… Do you think…” She groans. “Can I get in there with you?”
The soap slips from my hand, thudding on the tile, and my cock springs to life at the faint hint of need in her tone.
“Or I can get in after you,” she rushes to add when I don’t reply. “I just thought, with a concussion, it might not be a good—”
“Kennedy?”
“What?”
I turn the shower off and step out of the stall, completely uncaring of the water dripping on the floor, and close the distance between us.
“If you can’t even open your eyes, how are you going to get in the shower with me?” I ask when I’m less than a foot away from her.
Kennedy startles when I speak and puts a hand on her chest. I reach out and wrap my wet hand around hers before bringing it to my lips and kissing her palm.
“Open your eyes, Kennedy,” I demand.
She hesitates, but when her lids finally lift, her beautiful caramel eyes widen as she gasps.
“You’re…” She swallows audibly.
“Naked,” I finish for her.
“No. I mean, yes, but not. You’re covered in tattoos,” she says with awe.
I pull her farther into the bathroom and push the door closed. Then I step back and let Kennedy take in my ink. The way she looks at my body has my dick standing at attention, but this is her show, not mine.
