I laughed and squirmed.“I have to pee.”
“How bad?”
“One more step and you’ll be getting a golden shower.Are you into that?”I teased.
He slowly turned back around, set me down on the floor, and looked into my eyes, a curious look on his face.“No.Are you?”
I drew back.“Of course not.”
He stepped forward, his brow cocking up, and I stepped back.“There is no ‘of course not’ Jenny.People like what they like.So, I’ll ask you again and I expect an honest answer.Are you into that?”
I shook my head.“Not even a little bit.”
He hummed and stepped into the warm swath of sunlight spilling across the floor from the window.
Standing in the sun, every harsh line of his body highlighted, he was fiercely beautiful.
I smiled and stepped back.
He jerked his chin up.“What are you into?”
My blood heated, a deep flush rising from my chest.
I crossed my arms over my chest though it did little to make me feel less exposed.“I need to be dressed for this conversation.”
“Really?I would think this conversation would be better had completely naked.”He smirked and backed me up further.“How about you give me back my t-shirt?”
He was playing with me.
My God.
This was the Deacon I remembered.
I raised my eyebrows and plucked at my shirt while giving him my most innocent look.“This one?”
He smiled and it was the tiniest bit mean.“Yes.I’d like it back.”
A rush of heat flooded my core.
I nodded and replied reasonably, “That’s fair.It is your shirt.”
I dragged my hands down the sides until I got to the hem and slowly lifted it up past my thighs to expose my plain, white, cotton panties.My heart pounded as his eyes tracked my every move.The hem skimmed my tummy, and I whipped it off the rest of the way, threw it in his face, and took off screaming once more for the bathroom.
This time, I made it.
He bellowed in mock outrage.
I laughed.Hopefully the neighbours weren’t home.
“You’ve got thirty seconds to take care of your business, baby.Then it’s playtime.”
Playtime.
I grinned and shimmied my panties down, peeing as fast as humanly possible because while he was playing, he also wasn’t playing.
With ten seconds left, I grabbed my toothbrush and popped it into my mouth before leaning casually against the counter and opening the door.
His eyes ran down my near naked form, pausing on my bare breasts and at the juncture of my thighs.His lips twitched and his eyes flew up to meet mine.
