Page 87 of Falling for Brody

Oh, great.

She looked like hell.

Her shoulders shook with laughter as she stood there, staring at the mess that was her face.

She didn't hear the shower shut off, but she heard the door click open and the way it slid across and into the wall.

Brody looked up and smiled at her. He had a towel wrapped around his waist and some of the water was still clinging to his hair.

Rhea lifted a hand up into her hair and tried to calm it as she let her gaze travel all over his body.

She'd been exhausted and dragging before, but one look at Brody's fine physique and her blood was suddenly pumping through her veins.

"There's still hot water left." Brody pushed his fingers through his hair and a few drops of water slipped down his chest, sliding over his pecs and then his abs like a water slide.

She was awake.

Completely awake.

She cleared her throat and looked at the bathroom. "I should get in the shower then."

He smiled as she walked by, and she stopped just shy of the pocket door. "Brody?"

She heard him behind her in the bedroom. "Rhea?"

"Are you going back to sleep?"

She'd meant to ask 'now' but things didn't always go the way she wanted it to. Especially not when she felt like she was standing on a cliff and the water beneath her was choppy and churning.

"Sleep? Eventually. But I'm in no rush, honey. Take your time."

She felt his words all over her body.

Her skin prickled with awareness and inside? She was aching.

"Okay. I'll be back."

Instead of just taking her clothes, she picked up her toiletries bag, too.

She had a feeling it might be a good idea to spend a little time in the shower. It had been a while since she'd let anyone see her bare. She certainly wasn't planning to do it tonight, but she wasn't sure when they'd get an opportunity like this in the near future.

Hanging her toiletry bag from the shower head, she turned on the water, hissing when the heat touched her skin. She turned it down, and went about her business, not wanting to spend too much time in the shower when she had Brody waiting for her in the bedroom.

By the timeshe stepped out of the shower, the same sized towel that had easily wrapped around Brody's trim waist, was struggling to hold together wrapped around her body. She stood there looking at the clothes she'd packed to change into after work and grimaced at the idea of wearing it to bed.

It was one thing when she was moving around a kitchen or putting Chip to bed, but she didn't want to have it digging into her belly while she was sleeping and leaving red marks across her skin.

A soft knock sounded at the door, and she called to him to, "Come in."

She looked up as Brody slid the door open.

He was wearing a pair of boxer briefs that looked indecently good on him. She knew there was a name on the waistband, but she'd be hard pressed to read it when she was finally getting a look at that insanely sexy 'v' that men were always trying to get.

Brody had it and more.

Rhea wrapped her arms around her middle, nearly pulling her towel apart where it was tucked around her breasts.

"Great..."

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