Page 24 of Say You Want Me
“What did Mama have to say?”
I bet he’s worried. I decide to be a little playful. “She told me all about you. All the things to watch for.”
The sounds of the water splashing do nothing to calm my imagination. He’s in there. Naked. And I’m out here, because I’m stupid. No, not stupid. I’m cautious and being smart.
We’ll go with that.
I move over to the sink and hop up.
“Did she now?”
“Worried?”
“Nope. I’m her favorite. She’d never sell me out.”
“You could at least play along.”
I hear the door open, the flap of the towel, and his throaty chuckle. I gaze at the floor as his feet come into view. God he even has sexy feet. I didn’t even know that was a thing, but Wyatt’s got them. My eyes drift up, taking in his body as he stands before me wearing only a towel. “I would rather play with something else.” Slowly, he starts to unravel the knot tied at his waist.
My hand flies to my face, ensuring I don’t see anything. “Put clothes on!”
“You can look,” he offers.
I shake my head. He’s so close. All I smell is his clean and musky scent around me. The steam from the shower billows around us, and my hormones kick to double time. “I’ve already seen you naked. It’s nothing to write home about.”
He shifts forward and nestles himself between my legs. “I think you’re lying, Big City. I think right now you want to look.”
My eyes flash open and I glare at him. “I’m looking.” My voice is laced with venom. “I see nothing I want to play with.” I push him back a little and hop off the sink. It’s too hot in here.
“No?” Wyatt steps forward, grips my wrist, and places my fingers against his chest. The heat from the shower and the feel of his skin under my palm sends a current through me. Oh God. I can’t breathe. His heart beats beneath my hand as his lips graze my cheek. “Are you cold?” he asks knowing damn well I couldn’t be. I curse the goose bumps that are giving me away right now.
“No.” The word escapes as a plea. I’ve been doing good. I’ve managed to keep my hands off him at night, my lips to myself, and my rules intact.
“Just checking.” He shrugs, looking completely unaffected.
Meanwhile, I’m a bundle of pent-up sexual tension.
“Asshole.”
“Your rules, honey.”
I huff and cross my arms. “Whatever.”
“Listen, Mama’s been quite busy today. She called and said we’re needed at dinner tonight.”
“Okay,” I say with apprehension.
“She said we better be there.” Wyatt kisses the side of my head as he passes.
I don’t know why she needs us there, but maybe she has more pie. “Will your dad be there?”
“No.” He cracks his neck. “He’s up in Nashville. You’ll meet him soon.”
“When are we going?”
“As soon as you get yourself ready. You know I should probably meet your parents, Ang. We’re kinda bound together.”
I let out a deep sigh and head into the bedroom. “I’m putting that off as long as possible.”
