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Ugh! No! You don’t want clothes! You don’t even want hiht now! No clothes for anyone in this apartment until the sex has been had!

“Oh,” he says with a chuckle “Right I keep forgetting this isn’t a nudist colony My bad”

“A mistake I’m sure many men make”

“I’lad you understand,” he teases with a wink His stride is long as he blows past azeon the bare skin at one by me I’m actually impressed by his neck’s ability to turn that far

I follow in his wake, watching as the muscles of his back flex and stretch beneath his plain white T-shirt

He’s got a perfect body—heavy , lean lines—and he carries himself with the confidence I only pretend to have in front of a crowd

As he waves me inside his closet behind him and pulls his T-shirt over his head to switch it out for so sleeves, I can’t help but wonder if the et this seduction, lose-inity show on the road

I et another opportunity with someone I can trust?

What if I really did just ht now? I could just step forward and put my lips to his bare back and unwrap my towel and let it fall to the floor

A shiver runs down ht of it back in the safe constraints of his bathroom, and I s thickly around h my throat

Before I can lose ainst the warlance at me at the contact, but when he notices the look onbetween us slows to a halt

“Rock?”

“Harrison” It’s all I can say, and yet, I know it’s not really saying anything at all It’s not confessing s or even a seductive invitation to make love to me And it’s sure as hell not an admission of my inexperience

But evidently, it does at least carry a tone because I could swear the green color of his eyes darkens right before my own

With a shaking hand, I reach up to the twist I’ve for at the fabric aspace