“And you usually get undressed in the bathtub?”
She had a point. Two of them.
Jake’s gaze fixed on her breasts, her nipples had hardened to swollen buds. It wasn’t cold in here, so maybe she was having a similar reaction to him.
“I was a bit muddy. Didn’t want to strip off on the floor and drop bits of mud everywhere.” He mentally patted himself on the back for the explanation.
“Thoughtful.” She dropped her hands to her sides, exposing everything, then pointed at his cock. “Are you going to shower then?”
The noise he made was incoherent, possibly only able to be understood by some alien life form. Her stomach was flat, toned. Her hips were fuller than he’d noticed before, flaring out below a tucked in waist, above which was the best breasts he’d ever seen.
“Jake?”
“Fuck.” He managed to look up at her eyes. “Lainey…”
“I’m waiting for you to take a shower.” She sounded way too calm.
How did she sound this calm?
“Please can you put on some clothes?”
“Maybe. If you tell me what you were doing in my shower.” She shook her head slowly. “Actually, I tell you what, why don’t you remove your underwear and I’ll pretend that you were telling me the truth. Take your shower, Jake. Enjoy it. Let me run the hot water in the sink, get it nice and warm for you.” She turned around, showing him a backside that was toned and full from riding.
Jake made that same alien noise again, his hands itching to find out how it felt under his palm, how she’d respond if he dipped his fingers between her cheeks into the place where he hoped was wet.
For him.
The sound of water from the sink knocked him into action. He slipped off his underwear, picking up the rest of his clothes and dropping them over the side of the bath, and he glanced up at the shower. A few drops of green food colouring had fallen onto the peach tub, a tub he’d happily rip out with his hands after this.
Lainey pulled the shower curtain the rest of the way back, still naked.
“For the love of everything holy, can you please put some bloody clothes on?” He couldn’t stop staring, which he knew was perfectly normal, given he was a red – very red – blooded male and she was spectacular naked.
Green eyes danced as they looked at him, an evil smile curved at her mouth. She knew damn well how much she was torturing him right now.
“No.”
He saw her stare land on his cock, and felt like he should protest, but he’d been doing exactly the same with her tits seconds before.
“Turn the shower on, Jake. Should be nice and warm. Or do you need to take it cold?” She folded her arms, which only had the effect of pushing her boobs up and making them even more prominent.
“Lainey…” He turned on the shower, watching her rather than the green water that was dripping out of the shower, the water pressure just as bad as it always had been.
Lainey’s eyes weren’t on him anymore. They were on the weak stream of water that was hitting his skin and giving him a green tinge.
“Jake, what the fuck have you done to my shower?”
He grinned, grabbing her shower gel and squirting some onto his hand. Her eyes had left the shower head and were now looking at his chest and stomach as he started to wash, the green water tainting the suds and his skin. “You could get in here with me. I’ll wash your back.”
He expected to see a look of disgust on her pretty face, but instead he saw indecision.
Jake Maynard had never shied away from anything in his life. Bungee jumping, free climbing, black runs on ski slopes, sky diving – he’d done them all with nary a thought. A naked woman in the same bathroom as him, one he was finding all kinds of tempting, didn’t mean he was going to stop now.
But this woman was different. Hate might be too strong a word, but they didn’t like each other. She could be prickly with him, almost abrasive, and there was certainly part of herself that she kept close, not sharing with many people. He was pretty sure that she hadn’t told anyone else in Severton about what had happened to her as a child. Yet she stood here, naked, without any embarrassment, her eyes blazing and her nipples hard.
Jake didn’t usually think twice. He wasn’t about to start now.
“You have green water coming from my shower.”
