“Don’t worry. It’ll be great,” he said.
She nodded.
“Do you feel like going for a run?”
“Not a run. I can’t keep up with you. Besides, bears aren’t runners unless we’re chasing down someone who made us angry. How about a nice walk?”
“I suppose, Slow Poke.”
They ambled around the mountain. When they were both tired, they headed back to the mansion.
“I’m going to take a shower,” Lucy said. “I got a little sweaty out there.”
“How about if I join you?” Micah asked.
Lucy looked at him, shocked, as though she couldn’t believe what she heard.
She nodded. “I’ve never taken a shower with anyone else since I was a very little girl.”
“Awesome. I get to be your first for that, too.”
Micah laughed as a huge blush spread across her face.
9
Lucy
“Let’s go in my room. I have a bigger shower,” he said.
She nodded and let him lead her to his room.
Micah knew that she was shy, so he let her undress in the bathroom and get into the shower before he followed her in.
“I’ve never seen a shower with a head on each side before,” she said. “I didn’t even know they made these. This is amazing.”
“I saw one when I was a kid. My friend had one. I added it to my blueprints right after that.”
“Was it the bathroom next to the room with the motorcycle or the horse?”
“Neither. It was mine,” he said.
Lucy stood under the stream of hot water and closed her eyes.
“Turn around,” he said.
Lucy obeyed and faced the wall. Micah massaged her head as he washed her hair for her.
“Keep your eyes closed,” he said as he rinsed the soap out. “All good. Turn back around.”
He gently washed her face with a soft washcloth, taking care not to get any soap in her eyes. Micah scooped the water over her face to rinse it.
Lucy smiled as Micah used the soft cloth and washed every part of her, rinsing her off after. The embers inside of her body heated up and she felt the flames of desire licking her insides. That aching need returned. As much as she wanted to tell him she was ready, she wanted to enjoy exploring each other’s bodies first.
“My turn,” she said, “although I don’t think I can wash your hair unless you bend over.”
He bent over and let her rub soap into his hair and scratch his scalp. He rinsed his hair and stood still as she washed his body. When he was clean, she rinsed out the cloth, hung it on the bar, and then shyly reached out to touch him.
Micah stood still and let her explore him. She ran her hands up and down his thick arms, the muscles bulging even though he was relaxed. Lucy explored his hard chest, her hands spread wide over his well-defined pecs. Slowly, her hands traveled down to his waist to his hips.