I opened the door and stepped into the hallway, nearly dropping the body wash as I tripped over the rug.Asher’s hands were around my waist, steadying me before I had a chance to even register that he was there.He bent down and picked up the bottle, handing it to me as he licked his lips.
“Sorry,” I murmured, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear as his hand lingered on my waist.
I was far too aroused to handle his touch right now, even if it was meant to be sweet and innocent.
“Raspberry sorbet,” he noted, looking at the body wash I was now clutching to my chest.
“I grabbed it at the store earlier,” I said dumbly because he was there when I bought it.
“Yeah, I remember seeing it.But I don’t think I smelled it.Sounds refreshing.”
I knew he was just making small talk, but that didnothingto keep me from embarrassing myself.
“Do you want to smell it?”I offered, raising my eyebrows as my fingers started to undo the top of the bottle.
He grinned, his dimples flirting with me as he shook his head.
“Na, that’s okay.I’ll check it out later.”
I didn’t know what he meant by that, but the look he gave me sent a rush of heat flushing through my body, turning my skin red.His eyes leisurely followed, taking note of it.
“Oh.Yeah.Okay.”I shrugged but made no effort to pull away from his touch.
We just stood there in the hallway, staring at each other as I continued to clutch the body wash against my chest.
“Violet?”he said softly.
“Yeah?”I practically moaned, already coming undone just by hearing my name on his lips.
“You gonna go take that shower or are we going to stand in the hallway holding each other all night?”he teased, looking down at me with something I didn’t recognize but wanted more of.
“Right.Yep.That’s what I’m going to do,” I announced as I awkwardly stepped away from him and lifted my hand to salute.
What the actual hell was wrong with me?Was this some sort of demon possession, or was this what happened to regular people when they got horny?This was ridiculously stupid, and the longer I stood there while he grinned, the more embarrassed I got.
“Off to the shower I go to wash all my sins away,” I nearly sang, cringing when he lowered his head to try to hide his laughter, but failed when his shoulders shook, giving him away.
I took one step, then another until I was standing in the bathroom.I didn’t bother to look at him as I clumsily pushed the door closed, then leaned against it until I sank to the floor.
“Enjoy washing those sins off, Vi,” he said through the door before tapping his knuckles against it.
Just when I thought he had left, he added, “By the way, the showerhead comes down.I recommend the massage setting.”
I let my head fall forward as I shook it.
Asher not only knew I was horny, but he was giving me advice on how to use the showerhead to get myself off.Could things possibly get any worse than that?
