Page 49 of Inevitable

He's feeling this too…I fucking know he is.

Not wanting to hamper our day with something that heavy, I detached myself from him and put a little space between us. “Is there anything I can help with?” I offered to keep my hands busy…and off of him.

“Um, yeah,” Bash cleared his throat, sounding a little gruff. “Do you want to cut everything up for a salad?” He gestured toward the island where several vegetables and knives were out for use.

“No problem!” I got to work cutting the tomatoes, cucumbers, and preparing the lettuce while Bash finished up with our main course. “What about dessert?” I couldn't resist asking. Bash knew I had a massive sweet tooth and considered it treason to not have pumpkin pie for Thanksgiving.

“Oh, yeah I forgot this year. Sorry,” he said lightly, not turning to face me.Liar, liar, sexy ass on fire…

“Really? Is that the story you're sticking with?” I asked, slowly and quietly drawing out his spraying hose from the kitchen sink. Careful not to alert him, I raised it and aimed for his head.

“It's not a story, M&M. I'm sorry, but honestly it's way healthier for you anyway, so I think I did you a favor,” he said, turning at the last word with a cocky smile, which promptly fell off his face when he saw I was armed. “M…don't you fucking dare or you willnotget a single bite of that pie!” he threatened, his eyes wide and panicked.

“AHA! So there is a dessert! I knew it!” I cheered victoriously. Unfortunately, my celebration was a tad overzealous and I accidentally squeezed the spray hose trigger, dousing Bash in water.

“Shit! It's cold!” Bash yelled, trying to shield himself from the blast. I instantly dropped the sprayer, and held my hands up like I was being arrested or something.

“Oh fuck! BB, I'm so sorry! It was a total accident!” I told him genuinely, suddenly afraid I had pissed him off.Holy shit, please don't tell me I ruined our day before it began…

Bash's shoulders were heaving, but his face was in his shirt as he tried to wipe off the water. I braced myself for his ire, but he caught me by surprise when I heard his snort of laughter.

“You little shit…you are in such trouble!” Bash laughed, lunging for me quickly. I shrieked and darted around the island to evade his grasp, but he was faster. He grabbed me around the waist, spun me around and threw me over his shoulder.

“Bash! What the fuck! Put me down!” I panicked, upside down and clinging to his waist from behind.On the other hand, I am right next to this magnificent rear, so maybe just leave me here, thanks!

“No can do, M&M. You need to be taught a lesson,” Bash said confidently, swatting my ass lightly in jest.Oh Jesus, why is that a turn on? Don't do that again…or maybe just a quick spank…nope, don't need that! Ugh, I can't think!

“Bash, seriously, the blood is rushing to my head. Put me down or I will murder you!”

Bash just laughed at me, carrying me into his bathroom and I tensed in his hold. I followed his train of thought as he threw open his shower door, turning on the nozzle. I let out another shriek and tried kicking to get out of his grasp, but he stepped us both inside under the icy cold spray.

“FUCK! Bash, you utter dick! STOP!” I screamed with laughter, my head directly under the showerhead as it soaked me through. Bash was laughing so hard that his shoulder was causing me to bounce in his arms until he finally lowered me to my feet.

“There now. I think that makes us even,” he said triumphantly, his grin blinding in its beauty.

I sputtered around the water streaming down my face. “Uh, not so much, genius! You're soaked, too!” I used my hands to flip my drenched hair out of my eyes, and my breath stuttered at the look on Bash's face.

He was staring at me intensely, all traces of humor gone as his eyes roamed my body from my legs back up to my face. Every inch that his gaze skimmed lit me up inside, and I felt a buzzing in my head that left me dizzy. My heart was hammering so hard that I thought I heard it outside of my body. I vaguely became aware that Bash's hands still held onto my hips. I saw his Adam's apple bob in his throat, and his eyes darkened with lust. There was no mistaking that look, even on my worst day.

Bash was turned on. I took a chance and flicked my gaze down to his partially wet sweatpants, finding what I was looking for. Bash's erection strained against the front of his pants, and it made my mouth flood with saliva that I swallowed down audibly.

“M…please don't look at me like that…” Bash said roughly, but the tone of his voice didn't match his command. I slowly lifted my eyes back to his, seeing an almost pained expression mixed in with the lust on his beautiful face.

“Why not?” I whispered, pleading to the gods to not take this moment away from us.Not again…let me have him…

Bash closed his eyes, looking so conflicted that I almost felt bad.

In a stroke of the worst fucking luck on the planet, the kitchen timer blared loudly through the apartment. Bash's eyes popped openand he took a step back, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

“Uh, that's the timer for the food. I need to go check that. Feel free to grab some of my clothes to change into, M,” he said, not keeping eye contact more than a couple of seconds. He stepped out of the shower to grab a fluffy towel and handed it to me before grabbing one for himself. He left the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

Frustrated and turned on, I peeled out of my wet clothes and dried myself a little too roughly. I wrapped the towel around my waist, venturing into Bash's room to find some dry clothes. I ended up grabbing one of his UT shirts and a pair of black lounge pants with a drawstring since he was bigger than I was.Well…at least this is one way to get into his pants.

I took a couple of minutes to clear my head and calm down, reminding myself that Bash didn't deserve me throwing myself at him when he had made it more than clear that he didn't feel for me that way. On the other hand, he had gotten hard…I saw it and I saw how affected he was by the tense moment. I was so beyond confused about what was happening between us that I decided to ignore it and focus on having the best Thanksgiving I could with him.

Lord, please give me the strength to not jump his bones and suck him dry…amen.

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