Page 149 of Three Bossy Boyfriends
“You’ll stay though?” Finley asks, stepping close to him and smiling up at him.
He tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. “I’ll be out here holding the fluffy towel and ready to dry you off.” He leans in and kisses her. “Before I get you wet again.”
She giggles.
Finley Anderson giggling is also adorable.
“Okay.”
I take her hand as she steps over the edge of the tub, then strip my pants off—doing so in front of Tucker is not as weird as I would have guessed it would be a couple of weeks ago—and join her.
She’s got her head tipped back under the spray and her eyes shut.
God, she’s beautiful.
More so now than even when we first met.
Because she’s happy. Fully, completely happy.
And loved.
I step close, running my fingers through her wet hair and starting the scalp massage she loves.
She moans.
“You’re going to have to teach me this massage,” Tucker says.
“Can do,” I agree.
“And I’m going to remodel this bathroom,” he says. “We can definitely put in a bigger shower.”
She laughs. “Is that necessary? You have a big shower and so does Christopher.”
“What about when we’re here though?” he asks. “I mean, I’m fine with you showering with Evan, but I promise it would be more fun if I was in there too.”
Her smile turns mischievous. “Oh? This showerhead is detachable. I’m not sure I really need even one of you.”
Tucker growls. “So yes, the sweet agreeable time is up.”
She laughs.
I grip her hair in a wet ponytail. “Careful. We’ll tell Christopher that you’re being a brat.”
“Oh, no,” she says. “He might spank me. That would be terrible.”
“Naughty,” I tell her.
“Just how you like me.” She lifts up and nips my bottom lip.
She’s right.
“Maybe we make arulethat there’s no sex at Finley’s place,” I say, resuming the massage.
“You know that will just make her try even harder to seduce us here,” Tucker says.
“True.”
Finley doesn’t deny it. Of course, her eyes are shut, and she’s leaning into my chest as I massage her head. She might not have even heard what we said.
