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Getting up, I walk into the bathroom and sit down on the closed toilet lid. I prop my elbow on the side of the counter and rest my chin in my palm.

Rowan grabs hold of the hem of his hoodie, and when he pulls it over his head, the rigidly defined lines on his sides tighten.

Sweet, sweet Jesus. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to how attractive and hot he is.

I can’t stop myself from feasting on his chest and abs before moving down to the V-cut grooves by his hips, which disappear into the low-hanging sweatpants.

“You haven’t worked out once since we left the bar. How do you stay in shape?”

“I worked out a lot in an attempt to burn off the emotions and sexual frustration you made me feel.” His gaze touches on me for a moment. “My body is the most important weapon I have. As soon as we’re settled, I’ll resume with the exercises.”

Staring at his reflection in the mirror, I hear the scrape of skin on bristles when he rubs his fingers over his thickening beard.

“I like it,” I admit. “You’re starting to look like a grizzly bear.”

A pleased smile curves his mouth. “In that case, I won’t trim it.”

Rowan brushes his teeth before turning around and switching on the faucets, then his thumbs hook into the waistband of the sweatpants.

I quickly avert my eyes and stare at my knees.

A chuckle rumbles from him. “My shy little light. So cute.”

“Don’t you get uncomfortable at all?”

“No. Every inch of me belongs to you. Why would I hide it?”

His words settle deep in my heart, and it makes me feel possessive of him.

A minute or so passes, in which tension fills the steamy room. I cross my legs and shift on the lid, then my eyes betray me and lift.

I get a complete sensory overload as I take in his wet skin, rippling muscles, powerful thighs, and huge manhood. As Rowan’s hands glide over his body, my breaths become shallow, and my lips part.

Holy shit, I couldn’t look away even if I wanted to.

My gaze drifts up his abs and chest again before touching on his eyes. He’s watching me stare at him.

He grabs the soap and rubs it until more suds form, and the air stalls in my throat when his palms move from his abs, over the V lines, and down to his thighs.

Gooooooooddddd.

Then his fingers catch his cock, and he strokes up and down.

A sound I’ve never made before escapes. Something needy.

While his left hand rubs over his torso, he fists himself, and his hips begin to move. I’m utterly entranced as I watch his fingers grip and release his shaft with every thrust.

Lord, have mercy on my ovaries.

I get so hot and turned on, I uncross my legs before crossing them again, shifting restlessly.

Yep, today is the day I’m going to spontaneously combust from unadulterated lust.

Chapter 21

Rowan

Seeing Annie’s hungry reaction to me, my tone is gravelly as I order, “Come here.”