Her gaze lifted, their eyes meeting in his reflection. “You have a great view.” She turned to face him. Her beautiful, wary eyes glanced at the blanket and pillow cradled in his arms.
Walking over to his couch, Trevor set the items down onto the cushion. “I put clean sheets on the bed and a clean towel and extra toothbrush on the sink in the master bathroom.” Eyeing her torn sleeve, he did his best to control the anger still brewing inside. “I also set a t-shirt and some sweats on the bed. Thought you might feel better if you had a shower and some different clothes.”
Fingering the tattered material, Lexi gave him a small smile. One that didn’t show her dimples.
I want to see her dimples. I want arealsmile.
“Thank you,” she whispered softly. “You really didn’t have to go to all this trouble.”
Trevor slowly closed the distance between them. “Yes, I did.” He traced the scratch on her upper arm, just as he’d done at the station. “I hate what he did to you, and I know neither one of us would have gotten any sleep tonight if I’d taken you home and left.”
He needed the worry in her eyes to go away. Taking care to move slowly, he tucked some hair behind her ear. “You’re safe with me, sweetheart. You’ll always be safe with me.”
“I know.” Placing her palm against his chest, she almost looked embarrassed when she confessed, “We barely know each other, but...I always feel safe when you’re around.”
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Trevor covered hersmall hand with his, knowing she couldn’t miss the forceful beating of his heart. “Good,” he whispered back.
Their eyes remained locked. God, he wanted to kiss her more than he wanted his next breath. So, he took a step back, hating the void he felt from losing her touch.
Disappointment flared behind Lexi’s eyes, but then it was gone.
She wanted me to kiss her.
With the moment broken, Trevor stuffed his hands into his pockets and cleared his throat. “Would you like something to drink? I have beer, or I could make some coffee or...”
“Actually...” She wrapped her arms around herself again. “I think I’d like to take that shower first.”
He nodded. “Take your time.”
Fifteen minutes later, Trevor had ordered some dinner and called Jake to check in. After finally convincing his friend there was no need to end his honeymoon early, Trevor ended the call.
Leaning against his kitchen counter, he listened to the muffled sound of running water, doing his best to ignore the images that refused to stay hidden.
Lexi...wet. Naked. Running her delicate hands over all those sexy, petite curves.
Trevor’s dick hardened as he imaginedhishands touching her. Spreading the lathered soap across her soft, flawless skin. Taking her small but perfect breasts into his hands before moving lower, between her thighs. Sliding his fingers into her—
The doorbell rang, snapping him back to reality. Only then, did he realize the running water had stopped.
Jesus.
Adjusting himself, Trevor made his way to the door. He was more than a little thankful Lexi hadn’t walked in while he’d been lost in his naked-with-Lexi-in-the-shower fantasy.
Checking the peephole to verify his visitor, Trevor entered his security code before unlocking and opening the door. After signing the receipt and thanking the delivery boy, he reengaged the locks and alarm system, and carried the two pizzas to the kitchen.
He’d just slid the square boxes onto the countertop when he heard her soft voice from behind.
“That smells delicious.”
Trevor turned, nearly losing his breath.I seem to do that a lot around her.He didn’t hide his smile.
“Hey.”
She’d cuffed the bottom of the sweats several times, and assumed she’d done the same to the elastic waistband. The shirt was one of his old service T’s, gray with faded black letters spelling ARMY across the front. Falling to just above her knees, she nearly swam in the damn thing.
Seeing her in his clothes did something to him he couldn’t explain. And with her damp hair hanging loose around her shoulders and not a trace of makeup on, she was still the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.
