“Hey, I’m not complaining.”
“I thought so.”
I spread my legs, giving him access, but he just chucklesand hops off the bed.
“Where are you going?”I ask.
“Work.”
“Ugh!Nowwho’s the tease?”
He chuckles again, heading to the bathroom.I stretchlanguidly in the huge bed, which now feels empty without him.I guess Imight as well get up, too.I slip into my robe and head into the bathroom.Hestarts singing in the shower while I’m brushing my teeth.
“Any particular reason why you’re so happy, SheriffMcKenzie?”
“Yeah.”
“Care to tell me what it is?”
“Look in the mirror, sweetheart.”
I do.The girl staring back at me has a face-splitting grin.She also looks different.My skin isn’t as pale as it was before.I guess theperfect tan is a wolf thing.I look positively radiant!My eyes are brighter,my hair shinier.Huh… Maybe I should focus more on the positives—the main onebeing the man singing away in the shower.I get to have him.Forever.
“I have a surprise for you,” he says.“Several, actually.”
I turn to face him as he slides the door back.My breathhitches at the sight of him standing there, water glistening on his skin,little droplets rolling down his chest, arms, stomach.Holy fucking hell, he’shot.My pussy twitches and I’m getting wet just looking at him.
“Stop looking at me like that.”
He grabs a towel, wraps it around his hips, and steps out ofthe tub.I swallow hard, looking up at him.
“Like what?”
“Like you want to jump my lovely bones.”
“I do want to jump them.Repeatedly.”
Chuckling yet again, he grabs a smaller towel and begins todry his hair.I just want to lick the water from his body.
“We haven’t had sex in the shower.I want shower sex.HotEthan shower sex.”
He raises a brow.“Ethan shower sex?”
“Yes, yours.Only yours.”
He takes a deep breath as if trying to control himself andthen offers me his hand.
“Come.”
He takes me back to the bedroom, and I sit on the bed, watchinghim get dressed.As if the sight of him isn’t enough, his scent is driving menuts!Is this what I’ve been doing to him all along?
“Come back to bed.”
He stops in the middle of putting on his pants, one leg in,one leg out.His eyes flash yellow then he blinks it away.I wish he didn’thave this much self-control.
“As much as I’d love to, I can’t.”
“Why?”
