Page 126 of Shattering Nash

Nash had reached out to Sal. He was the closest ally but separated enough that it would’ve been believable. Someday, he’d give Charley all the details of what had gone down. But for now, he’d just give her the good stuff.

Nash: Thank you, sir.

Sal: For Christ’s sake, Nash. I can’t even get you to drop the ‘sir’ in a text?

Nash snickered and another message immediately came through.

Sal: Don’t forget Sunday dinner. Your girl seemed excited when I told her. Don’t let her down, son.

Nash sighed. This wasn’t the first time he’d been invited to Sunday dinner with Oz, Rogue, and Trey. Since the arrival of Dahlia, it had become a weekly ritual. Nash had gone a few times, but it wasn’t mandatory. It seemed that had changed with the arrival of Charley.

Nash: We’ll be there.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Charley dug inside her pocketbook.I really need to clean this thing out.She sifted through receipts, candy wrappers, and other miscellaneous items before she looped her finger through the key ring. She was still getting used to having her own key for Nash’s place.I mean, our place.

She unlocked the door and walked inside, locking the door behind her. She started up the steps to the main living area, rounded the staircase, and continued on to the upper level. For as spacious as the house was, there were only two bedrooms. Charley had suggested using the spare room closet for her clothes since Nash had the master closet completely stocked. All it took was mentioning it once, and the following day she’d come home to half his closet vacant and waiting for her things.

Charley entered their bedroom and heard the shower running. She tossed her pocketbook on the leather chair and kicked off her shoes. She was tempted to change her clothes, but it would’ve been a waste of time. She had to go back to work.

Charley walked to the bathroom and peeked inside the opened door. There was a light steam clouding the mirror and glass. It wasn’t enough to obstruct her view of Nash standing under the water with his head back and his neck stretched. His back contracted, outlining each muscle. His body was a work of art.Absolute perfection.

She leaned to the side, resting her shoulder on the doorframe and slowly angling her head. Her gaze followed the flow of the water from the top of his head, splashing over his shoulders,streaming across his back and ass, and rolling down his long muscular legs.All mine.

The corner of her mouth curled when his body turned, gifting her with a new and very impressive view. Seconds later, as her gaze drifted upward she found a pair of blue eyes staring back at her. Heat rushed from her chest to her cheeks. She lifted her hand, giving a short wave.

“Hi.”

Nash’s eyes darkened, and he slid the door open. He curled his finger, beckoning her. Charley was tempted.So damn tempted. It was a fantasy come true. She hadn’t shared it with Nash, but they were definitely on the same page. She pushed off the doorframe and took a step inside the bathroom. It was the worst timing.

“I’m on lunch break. I’m working a double, so Elle gave me an extended lunch. But I have to go back.”

“How much time do you have?”

Charley shrugged, mentally doing the calculations. “Less than ninety minutes.”

Nash smirked. “That’s not a lot of time.”

“No.”

“Then you better hurry your ass up, get naked, and get in here.” He narrowed his gaze. “Or you’ll be late.”

Charley bit her lip. “Nash.”

He held up his hand, curling his finger again, and gesturing for her to get in the shower. This was a bad idea. But… She grabbed the hem of her shirt, quickly unbuttoning it and tossing it on the counter. As the seconds passed, the pile of clothes accumulated until she was left standing naked a few feet from the door. She inched closer but her steps were too slow for Nash, and he reached out, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her inside the shower.

His lips came down on her hard as he backed her farther into the shower. It was double the size of the largest shower she’d ever been in. There were benches on either end and tile through the whole shower.

His hands were everywhere, sliding over her back and down to her ass. Charley pressed against him, feeling his cock slip between her legs, sliding against her pussy. It was the ultimate tease. His tongue dipped past her lips, tasting her and groaning. This man was incredible for her self-esteem, treating her as though she was the most beautiful woman on the planet. His hands cupped her ass, and he lifted her, hooking her legs around his waist.

This is shaping up to be better than my dream.

Nash stilled, and she blinked open her eyes.

He was staring back at her. “What dream?”

“I said that out loud?”

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