Her breathing quickened as Lucas’ large, rough fingers loosened around her wrists, and he ran them up her arms, leaving wet trails…
“Hey, Moreau? Where are you?” a deep, annoyed voice said, followed by footsteps.
Lucas froze in his tracks. “Fuck.” He jerked her into the stall and pulled the door closed before his gaze wandered down her body and…
“Your feet. He can see your feet,” he growled.
The next moment, he dug his fingers hard into her hips and lifted her into his arms as if she were nothing more than a puck he was fishing off the ice.
But his body was wet and water was running over her, almost causing her to slide back down. Frantically, she gathered her skirt so she could wrap her legs around his waist to lighten his load, and wrapped her arms around his neck. The voice spoke again.
“Moreau, is that you?”
“What do you want, Alvarez?” he replied, annoyed.
Leon sighed dramatically. “So rude. I’m supposed to remind you to take your stupid pills.”
Lucas’ hands moved to Anna’s buttocks. His fingernails scratched at the hem of her skirt, pressing into her bare skin. A soft gasp escaped Anna and Lucas looked at her warningly. “Okay,” he said.
His voice was so damn rough. His chest so damn hard. His smell too damn sweet. His fingers were way too close to…
“You really need to take them,” Leon said loudly. “Otherwise, Dr. Reed will send Anna over to force-feed them to you.”
Lucas raised an eyebrow and glanced at Anna’s face.
She nodded and raised her chin because that was what she would do.
“Uh-huh.”
“Well, I’d leave them here if I were you,” Leon continued. “A house call from Anna doesn’t sound bad.”
Anna felt Lucas stiffen. She slid a few inches down his hard body until he tightened his grip on her. But she sat lower. On his hips. She gasped and dug her fingernails into his shoulders. She told herself she had to do it to hold on…but it was a lie. It was the heat that was taking over her body and gathering urgently between her legs. Because Lucas…
“Get out of here, Alvarez,” he said harshly.
“Yeah, yeah, my God.”
A few seconds later, Leon slammed the door shut.
Anna stared into Lucas’ eyes. She didn’t move even though she wanted to. Everything in her body longed to rock back and forth on him, to take what Lucas’ body was offering her.
Instead, she waited for Lucas to let go and set her on the floor. But he didn’t move.
“See?” he said quietly, reaching behind him and turning off the shower so that a new silence surrounded them. “I can communicate.”
“Really?” she whispered tonelessly. “So that wasn’t…just idle chatter?”
His jaw hardened, but he didn’t tear his gaze away from her. “Do you really think I would have returned every week if I hadn’t liked your chatter, Anna?”
Her stomach twisted hotly. “What?”
“I could have easily found another, quieter woman. But I…I liked that you talked to me.” He licked his lips. “Even if it was all the damn time.”
“That’s not true. I never…”
“You were counting my bones while we were at it.”
“I needed to practice. Besides, we had barely started.”
