When I stepped onto the chair, the space was so limited; I had no choice but to press my chest against her back, her ass nestled in my crotch. I felt her lush ass for a second before I reached for the valve so I could put space between us.
Instead of distancing myself from her, I'd maintained my position as she'd slowly turned, her nipples standing at attention. At some point, she must have stumbled into the water because the front of her silky top was sheer.
My fingers itched to touch her, but then she'd trembled, and her teeth chattered. She was cold.
I'd needed to cover her body, erasing the image of her nipples from my brain. The only option was to give her my sweatshirt. I hadn't even thought about Cooper noticing.
Giving her my sweatshirt had felt intimate, something a boyfriend might do for his girlfriend. There was a deep sense of satisfaction that she was covered in my scent.
As soon as I'd had that thought, I hopped down from the chair and grabbed the broom. I needed to clear the water from the floor and scrub the sight of her body from my brain.
After several minutes of pushing water into the drain and listening to it slowly trickle down, I'd realized I wouldn't be able to forget her body anytime soon.
It was every guy's wet dream to know that the lingerie shop owner tried on product when she was alone in the store. When she looked at herself in the mirror, did she get horny? Did she touch herself? Did she take photos?
I'd adjusted myself in my jeans periodically while I cleaned up because I couldn't stop thinking about how she'd looked inwet silk. Then there was the sight of her ass cheeks peeking out at me, the ultimate tease.
I wished I had someone I could give this job to, a firm I partnered with when I was on vacation or even an employee. But Eve and Natasha Palmer owned the town and only contracted with Sterling Brothers Contracting. And then there was the issue that Cooper brought up; I didn't like delegating to others.
It was a big job. I needed to inspect every building in town and most likely have the pipes replaced. This was an amazing opportunity for me. I'd been wanting to take on larger projects over residential ones, and this was my opportunity.
Cooper and I worked together to install the fans and turn them on. There wasn't much else we could do until the floors dried out. Then Eve would need to deal with the insurance company.
I put the broom in the break room and joined Cooper in the front of the store where he was holding up a black bra. "I can't imagine working with bras all day long."
"Put it down," I growled, not wanting him to interact with Angela or her products. When she dated someone, did she put on a private show just for him in her store? I didn't like the idea of that. If she were mine, I'd stop by at the close of business every day just to get my hands on her.
Where was this obsession coming from? It had to be because Angela owned a lingerie store. It was hot as hell.
Lately, I hadn't been interested in meeting anyone, and that made me restless. What was I waiting for?
Apparently, it was a sexy lingerie shop owner modeling her own silky products.
Cooper slowly lowered the bra to the basket with more black bras, his gaze intent on mine. "You're on edge today."
If we were alone, he would have told me to get laid. But thankfully, he restrained himself around the ladies.
"You should get dressed. It's cold," I said to Angela, more than a little irritated that her long legs were still on display. Her toes were painted a pale pink, which was incredibly enticing.
She still wore my sweatshirt, which made me irrationally grumpy. She'd looked up at us, tucking a thick chunk of her brown hair behind one ear. She was gorgeous with her perfect skin and supple curves. I'd seen her first, and I didn't want Cooper anywhere near her.
"What are you going to do?" Eve asked her, and I forced myself to focus on their conversation.
"I don't know. It's not like Gus will help."
"He has Ayla for the weekend though, right?" Eve asked, and I struggled to figure out who they were talking about.
Angela sighed. "It's his weekend, but he doesn't always keep Ayla the entire time."
"He has to this weekend. You don't have a place to stay. The inn is booked for the holidays, or I'd offer you a room."
"I don't know what I'm going to do. I suppose I can go to a hotel for the night. Then I'll call the insurance company and see if they cover a rental. Although, I think I only had insurance for the products, not the apartment or the loss of business income."
Cooper leaned a hip against the round table, seemingly unaffected by the lace and skimpy underwear surrounding him, and asked me, "Don't you have a place to rent?"
"I haven't put it up for rent yet." My jaw was starting to ache.
Cooper threw a thumb in my direction. "Hudson just bought a new place and is planning to rent out his old house."
