Page 138 of After All This Time

“Breakfast, you say.”

A smug look takes over his face. “Uh-huh.”

His palms secure a tighter grip on my ass which makes me roll my eyes and exhale sharply.

“Before we eat, I need to take a shower.” He puts me down feet-first on the ground. “Care to join me?”

Oh, hell yes.

Noah bites down on his bottom lip, waiting for me to respond.

I don’t even hesitate to answer his question. “Your sweat is all over me now, so I guess I have to take one.”

We’re walking into the bathroom, taking turns removing each other’s clothes.

Before we strip completely naked, he attempts to turn on the shower by twisting and turning the knob.

“You’re going to break it. Just turn the handle to the left.” My hand is on his, showing him the correct direction the handle should be turned. “That’s it. Just like that.”

“You’re talking dirty to me, already?”

I smile, feeling my cheeks turning red. “Oh, shut up.”

Sayonara boxers.

Goodbye to my underwear.

And hello to Noah’s bare ass.

He stretches out his arms with his hands laid flat out, gesturing to me to get into the shower. “Ladies first.”

I step into the shower and get attacked by the hot water streaming from the shower head.

He’s in the shower now, his hot breath seeping deep into my skin.

My backside faces him before I turn around. Licking my lips, I move closer to him. “Your move, Heart Eyes.”

He grabs my face, his tongue requesting entry to meet mine.

“You know we both actually need to shower,” I say in between kisses.

He moves under the shower head. Water drips down his face, running all the way down to his legs.

My eyes bounce back up, so I can meet his gaze.

“Stand in front of me with your back facing towards me.”

I turn and move in front of Noah, looking around the shower waiting for what’s going to happen next.

There’s a clicking sound of a shampoo bottle opening.

“What are you doing?” I ask, confusion fusing into my tone.

“You said we’re here to shower. So, that’s what I’m doing.”

The bottle is squeezing out shampoo.

Noah is lathering it in his hands under the hot water to suds it up. “Lean your head back for me, would you?”

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