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“Aren’t you?”

“Yeah, I am a bit scared of her,” I admit.

“Exactly.”

I chuckle. “You know Mom, Axel. She wouldn’t be. She’ll find it hilarious, whatever we do.”

“But one thing’s for sure,” my brother adds. “I don’t want my publicist as my new stepdad.”

That really makes my smile widen as I think of all the possibilities. “You’ve really convinced me there, Axel. I’m on Maddie’s side now. Anything to annoy you. Let’s go and see her and figure out what she’s cooking up.”

43

CHLOE

Bishop is playing his guitar when I get home. I can hear the notes echoing out even before I get through the door.

“Good lunch?” he asks as I walk in, stopping his music.

I nod and begin to strip. “I’m so sweaty. It’s hot outside. I think I’ll have a shower.”

The rockstar admires my near-naked body, but he begins to play again instead of doing anything about his obvious desire.

And so I head straight past him to the shower. I’m serious. I am sweaty. I need a wash.

Bishop, true to form, has a state-of-the-art bathroom. Well, technically he’s got three. This one is massive. The shower cubicle is bigger than my own bathroom back home. I run the water and step inside.

I let myself breathe and relax. The room quickly fills with steam as the hot water washes down my back. I can’t see out of the cubicle through all the mist.

But I do hear the bathroom door open. And then close.

And suddenly Bishop is in the shower. He touches me from behind, his hands running up and down my arms. His hard erection pressing against my buttocks makes it very clear the man is naked.

That was faster than I thought it would be…

My body shudders at Bishop’s touch. His hot breath mixes with the steam and the water on the back of my neck and he leans in from behind to whisper deep in my ear.

“You think you can just swan into my house, get naked, and go in my shower without me noticing, you bad girl?”

“Hm. Maybe not.”

His hand drifts slowly southward until he’s cupping my ass. His grip is strong and full of lust.

“You’re such a tease, Chloe.”

Damn.

“Then do something about it, rockstar.”

“Oh, I am planning to.”

He pushes me against the wall of the shower.

He takes control.

Immediately, two fingers work their way into my soft, wet sex. My head rolls back onto his firm, muscular shoulder. His fingers perform some kind of magic inside me, urging me to rock into him. His engorged cock grazes my side and I gulp as I imagine the depth of his lust for me at this moment. He’s a mountain of a man behind me.

I moan as his fingers tighten their hold inside me.