London’s head is poking around the curtain when I reach the tub.
“Come on, Hammond. You’re supposed to be a first responder. Your response time could use some work.”
“Huh, for that, I think you’ll have to come and get the towel.”
Fire. I’m playing with literal fire.
By the look in London’s eyes, she understands the stakes as well as I do.
A beat passes before one long, elegant leg travels over the side of the bath, and she steps onto the mat. Dripping and fully bare before me, she holds out a hand.
I’m hard and breathless instantly.
Her fingers snap closed and open again as she whispers, “Towel, sir.”
Goddamn brat.
Chapter 16
LONDON
My heartbeat is somewhere between my legs as Miles Hammond lets the towel I asked for so politely hang in his grip.
“Miles . . .”
“London.”
His jaw feathers, eyes darkening as he takes a tentative step forward in nothing but those sweatpants hugging his hips. The toned stomach and prominent V disappearing behin?—
“Fuck,” he runs a hand through his hair as he extends the towel, his gaze drifting to the side likenowhe can’t look.
I take the towel, my fingers brushing over his, and his chest caves, a heady groan slipping past his parted lips.
“Mile—”
“Nope, not going there, probie.”
Probie.
Right.
Tell that to my heart careening its way through my ribs, the heat lancing my veins, and the throb between my legs.
Slowly, I wrap the towel around my body, uttering, “Thanks.”
He runs a hand down his face before releasing a pent-up breath. “Maybe you should go home. This?—”
“Seventy-two hours isn’t up yet. So, unless you plan on getting handsy, I think it’s best if I stay. What if you faint again?”
I fold my arms over my chest, closing the space between us.
He dips his head. “I won’t jeopardize your place at 53, London.”
“I know that.”
He leans back, surprise lighting his face.
“Of course I know that, Miles. You don’t have a destructive bone in your body. Besides, I highly doubt the twenty-something probie is your type.” I push a hand to his hard stomach, and he walks backward. “Let me throw some clothes on, and I’ll make you something to eat.”
