Page 78 of Ask Me Something

He drained the water and then joined me. “Are you positive you’re okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

I turned, smiling. “No you didn’t hurt me. Um, it wasn’t too bad for you, was it?” My cheeks burned. What was I asking, exactly?

He grabbed my chin and held my face. “No, but I feel terrible because I came back here to prove that it wasn’t only about the sex.”

I soaped up and ran my hands over his chest. “I know it’s not.” We locked eyes and a myriad of emotions passed between us. “Um, I need a few minutes to wash.”

He kissed me deeply. “Let me rinse, and I’ll give you some privacy, okay?”

I nodded, grateful that he understood.

After my shower, I dressed for bed and climbed in, enjoying the feel of his arms coming around me. Then his hands were massaging my lower back, and it felt divine.

“Bri—”

“Mmm.”

“I’m glad you’re here.”

“I can’t think of anywhere I’d rather be, Sash.”

I smiled in the dark.

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