Page 166 of Choosing You

“Yeah. Katherine would never eat tacos. Or chips and salsa.”

“What does that woman eat?” I ask them.

“Fish. Vegetables,” Charles answers. “That’s about it.”

I make a face. “Ugh. The two foods I hate the most.”

Garret and I sit and talk to Charles as he finishes up dinner. After dinner, we play poker again until it’s time for bed. Tonight I go straight to Garret’s room. I don’t even consider staying in the other room. We only have two nights left on this mini-vacation and I want to spend them next to Garret.

In the morning, I hear him in the shower. I get up to use the toilet, which has it’s own little room, then head back to bed, stopping before I get there. I go back to the bathroom, eyeing the walk-in shower which is all steamed up. I strip my clothes off, then quietly walk over to it and open the door, stepping inside.

Garret wipes the shampoo from his eyes. “Hey, there. This is a nice surprise.”

“I just thought I’d save some water and hop in with you. Do you have any soap that doesn’t smell like a guy?” I scan the bottles sitting in the built-in shelf.

“Here. Use this.” He hands me a bottle of pink liquid. “I don’t even know why it’s in here.”

I start lathering up with it. It smells like mix of flowers and fruit. “It’s probably from your last girlfriend.”

He ignores my comment and takes the bottle from me and sets it on the shelf. His hand slides behind my neck as he leans in and puts his wet lips on mine. His other hand moves down my body spreading the suds around and making everywhere he touches come alive with sensation.

His tongue caresses mine as the hot steam surrounds us and the water cascades over our skin. All this wetness reminds me of our kiss in the pool, getting me even more aroused. He’s already well past that point and I’m wondering if he’s thinking of doing it in the shower. Before I can contemplate how that would even work, he’s got me backed against the tile wall.

“Put your legs around me,” he orders as he reaches under my thighs to lift me up. I hook my arms around his neck and wrap my legs around him. He seems to know exactly what to do, which means he’s done this before, maybe more than once. My mind quickly leaves that thought as he joins us together.

Everything about this feels incredible and I don’t want it to end, but he’s got my body so sensitive to his touch and his movement that it’s not going to last much longer. Minutes later I struggle to hold on as pure satisfying pleasure ripples through my core, with him following seconds later.

Yeah, he’s definitely done this before. He’s far too good at it.

Garret gently sets me down and shuts the water off. He opens the shower door and grabs two towels and hands me one. “That was a great idea, Jade. I’m all about saving water.”

“Are we doing this too much?” I ask as we dry off.

“Are we having too much sex? There’s no such thing as too much.”

A typical guy answer. I don’t even know why I asked.

“Still, we should try to go a whole day without doing it.”

“You can try, but I’ll still seduce you.” He kisses me as he unhooks the towel I just wrapped around myself.

“Then the plan won’t work,” I say, securing the towel again.

“Exactly.” He smiles. “Besides, I thought you were going to let yourself be happy.”

“I am.”

“And doesn’t this make you happy?”

“It does seem to have that effect,” I say, smiling.

“Then we’ll have sex as much as we want.” He slings his wet towel over the shower door and stands there naked.

“Can we do the shower thing again?” I freeze as I realize I just said that out loud. I was thinking it. I didn’t mean to say it! But damn, I can’t concentrate with all this nakedness.

His eyebrows raise. “Like right now?”

I roll my eyes. “No, not right now. Later.”

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