“I can replace it for you.”
I tossed the towels on the bed and stepped between his legs, shivering when he ran his hands along my sides.
“I couldn’t ask you to do that,” I said, burying my fingers in the thick ruff of fur covering his neck.
“If it was gas, I would have told you to hire a professional, but an electric water heater is easy enough. The next day you’re free, we’ll go get one and I’ll install it for you.”
“Are you sure you don’t mind?”
“Mhm. What’s the point of having a boyfriend who’s handy if he doesn’t fix things around the house? Besides—” He placed a series of barely there kisses along my chest. It was almost like he was kissing my freckles—the big ones, at least. “I want us to have plenty of warm water when I shower here.”
“Or—we could just shower at your house,” I suggested. “There would be more room.”
He nuzzled my chest, his soft fur giving me goose bumps. “I like it here.”
“Why?” I asked, my voice tight.
He leaned back, his golden eyes staring at me so intensely I almost wanted to look away. “It’s homey. It’s you. And I like you.”
“I like you, too.” That’s what I said, but the things that I felt for Atlas were starting to feel deeper than that. Theotherfour-letter L-word.
I gave him one last kiss before I slipped away, grabbing the towels and carrying them into the bathroom.
While the cottage was small, it did have two bathrooms. My nana had updated the hallway half bath at some point during my life, but the en suite was terribly outdated. As soon as I fell into some money, it was first on the list for renovations.
Atlas squeezed into the bathroom with me, leaning against the counter and looking around.
“What?” I asked.
“You know, while I’m on a roll with the water heater, we could remodel the bathroom,” he suggested, like it was no big deal.
I scoffed. “There’s no way I could let you do that.”
“But I—”
“No,” I said firmly.
Even if he had the know-how, there was no way I could afford it. And I certainly wasn’t letting him pay for it.
“Fine.” He sighed. “But let me know if you ever change your mind.”
“I promise I will.”When I have the money to pay him to do it.
I bent over and started the tap, giving the water a chance to warm up and giving Atlas another perfect view of my ass. Not one to waste an opportunity, he gave it a playful swat that made it jiggle.
“Will you stop it?” I giggled. “It’s sore because someone kept spanking it.”
He came up behind me, nuzzling my neck. “I just can’t help myself.”
“Well, you’re going to have to because I can’t go another round. Not tonight,” I said, climbing into the shower now that the water was finally warm enough.
He chuckled. “Fair enough.”
“Sorry it’s so tiny,” I said, watching his massive frame squeeze into the shower with me. We were going to have to take turns under the showerhead.
“Tegan,” he said, moving into my space. “It’s fine.” He did that sexy-arm thing, leaning over me, caging me against the wall with his body.
The water trickled over his fur, along his muzzle, and off the tip of his nose, dripping onto me while I stared up at him. He looked so incredibly sexy, this jacked, handsome wolven, looking at me like he wanted to eat me alive.
