“No.”
He narrows his eyes. “I will pull you from that bed. Do you want that?”
“No,” I admit.
“Good. I am offering you the chance to take a shower. Take it, Susanna. Don’t be stubborn.”
“You don’t have a moral high grand to stand on with me. You kidnapped me.”
“As you’ve reminded me countless times now. Let’s go.”
With shaky legs, I get off the bed. The blanket around my shoulders opens up to reveal my naked body to him. Gabriel’s eyes darken but he doesn’t otherwise comment.
I was never one to feel self-conscious over my body but that has all changed after Gabriel ruined my life.
I make a point of keeping the blanket over my shoulders as I follow him down the hallway. He doesn’t make me take it off and I don’t offer to do so.
But once we reach the bathroom, he looks me square in the eye and tells me to remove the blanket.
I tighten it around my shoulders. “No.”
“You’re not going to take a shower with a blanket around you. Take it off.”
I know this is a losing battle and besides, the thought of taking a shower is too good to be true. I can’t waste this chance to feel clean again.
Slowly, I let the blanket drop to the ground and Gabriel’s eyes sweep over me. I don’t hide my body. He’ll win otherwise.
With a smirk, he turns the shower on, like he knows something I don’t know.
“Do you have an opinion on my body?” I ask.
“Why do you ask?”
“Because you act like you do but you’re just not saying it. What do you want to say?”
“You have a sexy body. That’s it.”
“That’s it?”
He shrugs. “That’s it. Now, hop in.”
I scowl at him but I get in the shower anyway. The second the hot water pours over my body, I can’t stop myself from moaning. It feels too good.
“You sound sexy when you make that sound.”
I instantly shut my mouth. “Leave me alone to shower in peace.”
“Not going to happen. I can’t let you have too much fun.” And right before my very eyes, he strips his own clothes off.
“What are you doing?” I squeak, backing up until my spine hits the cold tile.
“Taking the shower with you.”
That’s when I see his full naked body. The defined muscles of his abdomen. His strong shoulders. And his very large penis. It’s slightly erect. I haven’t seen a man’s penis in person but I have seen them online so I know what an erection looks like. And he’s erect for me.
“This is sexual assault,” I say.
“Susanna, I already kidnapped you. I’m not a good man. But I won’t rape you, if that’s what you’re wondering. I just want totake a shower too.” He steps inside and shuts the door behind him, locking me into the tiny space with him.
