“Yourclothes,” she says, her tone dripping with acid.
“That or you can stay in that towel.” I glance down, loving the way the towel highlights the valley between her breasts. “I vote for the latter.”
She snatches the T-shirt off the bed, still holding her towel with one hand. “You’re an ass, Diesel Drake.”
My head swivels and I watch her butt beneath the towel, snapping from side to side as she goes. “Technically, sweetheart, I’m an ass man.”
The bathroom door slams. A few seconds later she growls at me. “I forgot to get pants.”
Oh darn.
I lean against the doorframe, holding a pair of my running shorts in my fist. “I’ve got some right here.”
“You’re just screwing with me.”
“Open the door, I’ll give them to you.”
God.What am I doing?
I need to back the fuck out of this room and put a thousand meters between us. But I’m glued to the spot with heat pooling in dangerous places, and my dick stretching down my leg.
Finally the knob turns. She’s got on my gray T-shirt and nothing else. Her nipples are pearls below the fabric. The water from her hair is darkening the collar, and my mouth isn’t dry any longer.
I’m fucking salivating.
Her hand juts out. “Give me,” she demands as she wiggles her fingers.
I look down at that wrist. It’s the one I felt for a pulse on earlier. Her bone structure is so small I can wrap my hand around one and a half times.
The need to pin that wrist over her head makes me dizzy.
She’s watching me as I think about all the nasty, hot things I want to do with her.
“The pants, Diesel. I don’t have all night.”
I flick my gaze to hers, letting her see the fire for the first time. “Actually, we do.”
CHAPTER 10
My heart goes so fast I wonder if I’m going to pass out on the bathroom floor.
No, no, no. That would be disastrous. I don’t have any panties on.
Argh. “I hate you right now, Diesel. I’m not doing anything with you all night.”
His head tilts, his eyes glimmer and he unleashes a feral, deadly smile. “Ever hate fucked, River?”
“No!” I say on a gasp. “Haveyou?”
He chuckles, soft and the warm, the deep sound makes chills race all over my skin.
“No. I haven’t, but I’m willing to try if you want to.” He tilts his head, a sly grin flashing. “It won’t be a hardship, I promise you.”
He’s right. Climbing on top of his thick body and gettingmyself off would NOT be a hardship. The aftermath is the bitch. Like they say, falling doesn’t hurt. It’s the landing.
Anything to do with Diesel is guaranteed to be a crash landing.
“I couldn’t disagree more.” With a grumble, I snatch the pair of black running shorts out of his hands.
