I wrapped a towel around my middle and slipped out of the shower. Opening the door quietly, I stepped out of the bathroom.
I’d heard Bo’s door close a few minutes earlier, so I knew he wasn’t out there. That was good, because I was wearing even less clothes than I had been the last time I saw him.
That had been bad enough. I wasn’t risking a meeting in the nude. Not when I still hadn’t wrapped my mind around him actually being attracted to me, or what it could mean.
It obviously didn’t mean anything serious, but still.
I took two steps out of the door before hearing a soft, gravelly groan.
And halting.
Another, slightly louder groan met my ears, and my body flushed.
Bo couldn’t be jerking off.
Could he?
The third groan was louder than the first two.
My lower half clenched.
He totally was.
Crap.
He couldn’t be jerking off tome, though. Right?
I mean, he had said he was attracted to me. And he had been hard. And he’d stolen my underwear.
Holy shit, he was definitely jerking off to me.
My body flushed hotter.
I crossed the cabin silently, grabbing my bag as quietly as possible. Thankfully, I made it back to the bathroom and closed the door securely behind me again.
I shouldnotbe turned on by the thought of Bo getting off to my scent, but I was.
Definitely was.
I didn’t want to know what that made me. Or how messed up it was.
The man was stupidly attractive and smelled amazing—that was good enough reasoning. Hopefully.
I needed to wash off before Bo smelled how turned on I was, so I climbed back in the shower.
An hour later,I finally emerged.
My stomach was growling, and Bo was at the stove again.
The smell of grilled cheese made my belly clench.
Yeahhh, that smelled good.
It hid Bo’s scent, too. Which was a stroke of luck for me, because I wasn’t sure how my body would respond if I could smell the saltiness of his pleasure mixed with his naturally incredible scent.
“You didn’t eat breakfast,” Bo said, without looking away from the four sandwiches he’d miraculously managed to fit in one pan together. “I put it in the microwave.”
“Eggs go well with grilled cheese,” I said.
