Page 27 of Electric Kiss

“Crap. Turn around,” Daisy said.

Nate dropped his arms, and the clothing fell back in place. He turned to face her, and his eyes gazed hard. Her entire body heated in response.

“Lift your arms,” she whispered. “Then bend at the waist towards me.”

He silently did as she asked. Daisy stepped forward so her torso pressed against his good shoulder, and she curled her fingers around the hem of his t-shirt and jumper. She pulled as she hobbled back and took the clothing with her. She stumbled in her haste and plopped down on the side of the bath, almost falling in. When Nate stood upright, she grabbed the taps to steady herself.

He was beautiful. Smooth skin everywhere, not a blemish or a mark in sight. His muscled arms curved at the shoulder and then again at his biceps. It was no wonder she felt safe in his arms. They looked as strong as they felt. His chest was broad with slightly pronounced pecs but not too bulky. Then his nipples, erect and pebbled like he was shivering from the cold.

She’d spent so much time checking him out that she expected smugness when she looked at his face, but all she saw was vulnerability.

“I should let you get undressed and into the water while it’s warm.”

He gave her a stiff nod and turned his back while he undid his jeans with one hand. She hadn’t dared look lower. She wouldn’t know what to do with a man like Nate Hill. Scurrying out of the room, she winced and yelped as she moved across the carpet. It was her turn to undress, and she did in her walk-in wardrobe as she’d forgotten to close the bathroom door. Turning around was tempting, but she’d made a pact that she was going nowhere near Nate and his dislike for her. She pulled on shorts, a t-shirt and then tied her hair up into a bun.

“You in the bath?” she called out.

“Yeah,” Nate said with a long sigh. “This is like heaven.”

“Have I turned you into a bath junkie?” she asked as she approached the doorway.

Plonking her bottom down on the circled velvet stood, she placed her feet in the cold water and moaned. The cool against the heat of her feet was delicious.

She sagged as she moved her feet over the bobbled floor pressing the pressure points on her soles.

“What is in that bowl that has you moaning like a porn star?” Nate said.

She snapped her eyes open and looked at him submerged up to the chin in bubbles. Daisy narrowed her eyes.

“Did you put more bubble bath liquid in?”

“You left me unsupervised. It didn’t look like you’d put enough in.”

“Amateur,” she muttered. “I put the perfect amount in.”

“Well, I think this is perfect.”

Daisy looked at his arm resting against the lip of the bath and then at his face. The bubbles were still growing, and he now had a beard. She laughed.

“We don’t make a good one between us. I hope this sorts out my feet.”

“Me too. I’m sorry about Rob.”

“He wasn’t to know. He was always an ass. You two terrorised me through school. I don’t have fond memories of either of you.”

“Yet here I am naked in your bathroom,” he sang.

“If Luke finds out, he will go mad and hunt you down. So let’s keep this between us. He was the one who found me crying when I walked home after your taunts. You all had it wrong about us Turners. Luke especially hates bullies, so don’t be bragging about being here.”

“I’m probably going to steer clear of all your brothers. I’m not sure any of them liked me picking on their little sister.”

Daisy smiled wide. “Probably a good thing.”

They sat in silence. Daisy wished she’d remember to bring her book with her.

“Can you pass me a towel? I’m getting wrinkly in here,” he asked.

Daisy turned her back to Nate and counted to five. He was about to rise out of the bath with water pouring down his body like a Greek God, but she wouldn’t get a glimpse. It was a bad idea to get involved with Nate in any capacity. Reaching for the towel from the cupboard, she held it out behind her back, shaking it after a second when he didn’t take it.

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