“Yes,” he said, reaching back and grabbing a handful of his shirt, “we are.”
Jodi shook her head as she reached back and unsnapped her bra. “Danny,” she said, sighing his name as she dropped her bra on the floor and walked into the bathroom, “I can’t go, so please just let it go.”
“Why not?” Danny asked, following her into the bathroom as he shoved his pants down.
She hooked her thumbs in her panties and opened her mouth to tell him exactly why she couldn’t go when something occurred to her. “Umm, what are you doing?” Jodi asked, pointedly looking at his hands, which were currently pulling down his boxers.
He blinked innocently at her breasts as he said, “Continuing our conversation?”
Shaking her head, Jodi turned around and pulled the curtain open. “You don’t need to be naked to continue this conversation.”
“No,” Danny murmured thoughtfully, “but it helps.”
Too tired to argue with him, Jodi pushed her panties off and climbed in the shower, uncaring if he followed her inside. They hadn’t seen each other naked since that morning when she’d woken up to find him lying on top of her, apparently pinning her to the bed so that she couldn’t do anything questionable during her drugged-out state.
“It will be fun,” Danny said as he stepped inside the shower behind her, pausing by her side long enough to press a kiss against her shoulder.
“I’m sure you’ll have a great time with your family, Danny,” she said, licking her lips and trying to pretend that the feel of his lips on her bare skin didn’t make her breath catch.
“Not unless you’re there, Tinkerbelle,” Danny said, moving his lips along her shoulder. “Please come with me, sweetheart,” he asked softly as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against him.
She opened her mouth to argue with him, but that “please” undid her so the only thing that came out of her mouth was, “I can’t. I just can’t.”
“Why not, Tinkerbelle?” he asked, turning his head so that he could press another kiss against her neck. “I can’t do this without you, Jodi. Please don’t make me do this without you.”
She opened her mouth to tell him, no, but somehow, she found herself saying, “I’ll ask, but I can’t make any promises.”
“Thank you,” Danny whispered, pressing another one of those kisses to her shoulder that she was really starting to love.
She closed her eyes and leaned back into his touch and felt herself relax for the first time all day. She’d ask and her boss would say no, but at least she could say that she’d tried. Then Danny would go on his trip, she would stay here and miss him, those two weeks would be difficult, but she’d get through it. Then, when he came back, she would-
“Pass the soap?”
Chapter 25
“What the hell?” Danny asked, stumbling across the small bathroom floor after the little bully shoved him out of the shower.
Tinkerbelle’s beautifully smug face peeked out from behind the curtain. “I believe that you wanted to take this slow,” Jodi said, clearly biting back a smile as she reached out and grabbed a clean hand towel off the rack and threw it at him.
He didn’t bother trying to catch it. Instead, he focused all of his energy on glaring at the woman that was driving him out of his fucking mind. “We were having a conversation.”
She shrugged as she stepped back and disappeared behind the semi-clear curtain, leaving him with a tantalizing view that left him fighting the urge to rip the curtain off the rod and get right back in there with her. God, she was sexy, he thought, licking his lips hungrily as he followed the outline of her curvy, little body with his eyes.
“Which we finished,” Jodi said, loud enough to be heard over the shower.
“But I had many more valid points to make,” Danny said absently with a groan as he watched her pick up a loofah sponge and run it over her breasts and down her stomach.
She chuckled as she ran the sponge back up over her breasts and over her shoulder. “I already agreed to ask if I can have some time off. What else did we need to discuss?”
“Umm, many things…many, many things,” Danny murmured, shifting anxiously as he watched her bend over and ran the sponge up and down her little legs.
“Well?” she said, switching to the other leg.
“Well, what?”
She chuckled, shaking her head ruefully. “What else did you want to talk about?”
“Things?” Danny struggled to say as he watched her place the loofah sponge down and pick up a bottle of body wash and pour some into her hand. When she slowly reached down between her legs, he was forced to slap his hand on the sink counter when his legs threatened to give out and drop him on his ass.
