The other voice in her head protested. 'Wouldn't it be nicer if he was the one doing the vigorous rubbing?'
She heard him laughing. Don't look at him, she reminded herself.
"If you would just look at me…" he teased. Her eyes flew to him and she glared. How could he make fun of her like this? Wouldn't he be just as flabbergasted if the situation were reversed?
"Can I use the shower now?" she asked hotly. He raised his palm and gestured to her to go inside. She hastily entered and closed the door behind her with a slam. How embarrassing. She would have to get it together when he was clothed and show him who the boss was.
The time spent with him was amazing. They got along well and understood each other's needs. It was so easy to be with him, touch him, and kiss him. She tried to remember a time when she felt this comfortable with a guy she was dating. Not at the beginning of the relationship or after months.
