“Okay, thanks.”
He took another step toward the bathroom when she stopped him again. “And I’m sorry I snuck a peek.”
He laughed. “It’s okay.”
“Be honest, though. If the tables had been turned…” She let her words fade away like a question. But she had to know if she was the only one.
“Juicy, I never would have made the promise in the first place.”
Chapter
Nine
Theo
What had he been thinking?Teasing her. Egging her on. Allowing her to fuckingbathehim.
All night long, he replayed “bath time” in his head. No matter how hard he triednotthinking about it, his mind and body wouldn’t let him forget the way her fingers felt, massaging his scalp. Or the fact that she’d seen his cock.Andass. It didn’t help that his shoulder was pulsating with a throbbing pain that kept him up. Though if he was really being honest with himself, his aching cock was more distracting than his shoulder.
The sun was starting to come up, casting an orange glow in the room. A sliver of light sliced through the curtains, casting a radiant beam along Dani’s curves as she lay on her side facing away from him. They’d both seemed to dangle as close to the edge of the mattress as possible, leaving a solid two feet between their bodies. But Theo couldn’t chance that they might touch.
They’d done enough of that for the evening.
Π?ντα?σουνεσ?.
He let his mind relive Dani’s fingers tracing his tattoo, sending a warm tingle along his obliques. How could he explain the words?Herwords.
It’s always been you.
He watched her lying there and thought back to that night. To the way they’d slept together on the couch, her nestled perfectly into his body, holding her hand to that area on his side, mindlessly running her fingers back and forth on his skin in that exact spot. There had been so many things he’d wanted to do, wanted to say, but he couldn’t. Not yet. But they had time. They had forever.
At the time, the tattoo had seemed the perfect way to remember that night. Now that he had the words etched on his body, however, he realized he didn’t need a reminder of that night. Like he’d ever forget it, even if she had. Her words cycled through his head constantly. With the way he felt about her, the way he’dalwaysfelt, it didn’t seem possible that she hadn’t meant it when she said the words.
Now the tattoo seemed foolish. He couldn’t tell her what it meant. Not now.
Not ever.
Dani started to stir, and for an instant, Theo thought about pretending he was asleep, but what was the point? She turned her head to look behind her, noticing that he was already awake, then yawned before turning over fully and tucking her forearms under her head.
“Hi,” she said with a smile that would melt any man’s heart.
“Hi,” he responded almost as if he were in a stupor.
Way to play it cool.
“How’s your shoulder?” she asked.
“It’s okay. I think so long as we’re not playing tackle football, I should be fine.”
“So you’re gonna live?”
“Yes, I’ll live.” He smiled. “How did you sleep?”
“Well, I can’t say it was as comfortable as Vautour’s place, but I suppose I slept all right, all things considered. Could have been worse.”
“Oh yeah? How so?”
“You could have snored. It’s funny. I always pictured you a snorer.”
