Page 29 of Drum Me Away
“Uh-huh. C’mon, Riley, it’s time to go.” She hefted the child onto her hip and then pulled me into a one-armed hug. “Don’t be like your sisters. Or our mother. Allow yourself to fall in love, Faith.”
After one last squeeze, she released me and hurried out the door and across the deck to the stairs. It would probably take her ten minutes to get to the bottom, lugging that purse and a kid on her hip. I should have offered to walk her down and carry either Riley or her supplies.
I’d make it up to her. Later.
Right now, I had a more pressing situation on my hands. One that wasn’t letting me think of anything else.
Stalking down the hall, I didn’t even think; I grasped the knob to the bathroom door and twisted.
She was right, it wasn’t locked.
Pushing it open, I let it bang against the wall as I stepped onto the threshold and crossed my arms. Steam swirled around me and dissipated as it poured out into the hall.
I could see Lucas, his naked body a vague image through the condensation clinging to the glass shower door. His head swiveled to face me.
“Faith? What are you doing?”
“I need to know something.”
“It can’t wait until I’m out of the shower?”
“No.”
I couldn’t see his facial expression, but if I had to guess, I’d say he was exasperated.
“What is it?”
“If you don’t have a girlfriend, why do you want out of this relationship so badly?”
CHAPTER11
Faith
“That’sthe question you have for me while I’m still in the shower?”
If I were a more rational person, I’d say I understood his disbelief. But I needed to know, and I could not fathom waiting long enough for him to finish soaping up and rinsing and toweling off and actually getting dressed for my answer.
“Yes.”
I heard his sigh, even over the running water, which, oh my God, he was turning off. With the bathroom door wide open, that steam was going to dissipate quickly, and in no time flat, I’d get to see every inch of his perfectly sculped and gorgeously tatted body.
And Lord, did I want that steam to fade away as soon as possible.
The door snapped open, and he snagged a towel from the nearby rod, vigorously rubbing it over his body.
I blatantly watched. The steam had cleared enough for me to make out the sleeve of colorful images that started at his collar bone and ran down his arm to his wrist. The set of drums on the back of his shoulder, and when he turned to face me, the Darkheaven logo tattooed across his chest.
I could also see that he was at least partially aroused.
My eyes widened. My mouth definitely watered. Like I was staring at the most tempting lollipop I’d ever encountered, and wow, I’d never had such a visceral reaction to another person.
Forcing my gaze north, I watched as he scrubbed the towel through his shaggy hair before securing the terrycloth around his hips.
Oh my God, I just saw Lucas Lloyd naked.
And I wanted to again.
“Damn,” he said, stepping out of the stall and arching a brow before facing the sink. “I thought for sure that would scare you away.”
