Page 184 of Surprisingly Us

“Why don’t you go shower, and I’ll clean up the kitchen?”

I smile. “You clean, too? Fascinating.”

His cheeks turn rosy, a sheepish smile on his face. “I was going to have Ramsey arrange a cleaning service to come. Does that count?”

I roll my eyes. “I know what those hands are capable of. You can scrub a pan.”

“That’s true, but it’s more fun to annoy Ramsey. He’s out on a date with Sebastian right now, so I have to mess with him.”

I grab his phone. “Do not call him right now.”

When I look down at the screen saver, it’s a picture of us. One that he took of us at Lake George, by the water. I’d expected him to share it on social media. To keep putting our time together on display for the world, but I haven’t seen him post this one. It’s candid, less posed than some of the ones we’ve taken. I’m all smiles, looking at the camera, but Rhys is looking at me.

“My favorite photo.”

“From the weekend?” I ask.

“Of us.”

“Why didn’t you post it?”

“It was special. I wanted to keep it for myself.”

“Will you send it to me?” I ask.

“Yeah.” He kisses my forehead before taking his phone from me. “Now go shower.”

“Are you sure?” I ask, glancing at the mess that is my kitchen.

“Yeah, I’ll be in shortly.”

I stand under the hot water so long, letting it soothe my tired muscles, that it starts to turn cool.

When I get out, Rhys is there with a fluffy towel. His hungry eyes devour my naked body before he wraps the towel around me.

He kisses my jaw. “You tired? Want to go straight to bed?”

It’s sweet that he’s asking. I might have had a different answer an hour ago, when the weight of the day and heavy thoughts about my parents surfaced, but him being here and making dinner, along with the hot shower...now, I’m a different woman.

I shake my head because there’s no way I can sleep with this desire crackling between us. I need to feel him inside me. It’s what I want all the time now.

He picks me up in his arms and carries me to the bedroom.

After sitting me down on the bed, he reaches for the back of his shirt and pulls it off in one quick motion. Seeing him standing there shirtless, the muscles of his torso deeply contoured by the shadows in the dimly lit room, his black-inked arm, and the bulge that’s threatening to tunnel its way out of his pants.

My pussy aches just looking at him.

I drop the towel and reach for his belt.

“You’re so beautiful.” His hands hold my face as he places a demanding kiss on my lips.

That’s when I get an idea.

I look up at him, eyelashes fluttering.

“I’ve never done this on a first date before. Will you still want me in the morning?”

I kind of enjoy messing with him.

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