Page 148 of Will Bark for Pizza
“Worried you’re going to miss me, Red?”
“You can put me down now.”
Deflection was my only defense. Well, that and my chattering teeth. Fuck, that water was colder than I remembered. I didn’t plan on falling in, but I also knew better than to get on a fucking board when the waters were that rough. I was a strong swimmer, but I was also out of practice.
Beckett set me on my feet in the kitchen, just outside the cramped bathroom.
“Where’s Husker?”
“At home, with Grandpa Dale. You didn’t think I’d take him out on the lake today, did you?”
“So, the lake was safe enough foryou, but not your dog?”
“Gee,Dad, I didn’t really think of it that way.” Except, of course, I had. I swayed from side to side, feeling suddenly dizzy. Automatically, I reached for my head, though I didn’t remember hitting it.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Kira.”
“I’m fine.”
“You’re obviously not.”
My teeth were chattering again. “I’m fucking cold,” I shot back.
“Take off your wet clothes.”
“Say it like you mean it,” I teased, pulling off my thin hoodie that seemed to weigh twenty pounds. Why did he let me come inside with dripping wet clothes?
“Kira,” he said, his tone a warning as he stepped into the outdated bathroom and turned on the shower.
“I’m not the only one who needs warming up,” I pointed out, scanning the way his T-shirt and shorts clung to his body. I bet every last inch of him was fucking perfection, even when it was cold.
“Stop undressing me with your eyes and get your ass in that shower,” he insisted.
“What about you?”
“What about me?”
I pulled off my tank, then my shorts, standing before him in a miserably wet bra that did not match my panties. Because I didn’t think today would be the day Beckett Campbell got me naked.
“You’re cold.”
“Trust me, I’m warmer than you think.”
My gaze dropped right to his crotch. What I saw there had me feeling suddenly warmer inside. I was exhausted from pretending I didn’t think about this man every damn minute of the day. Tired of acting like I didn’t want him all the time. And right now, I had no energy left for self-control.Fuck it.I lifted my eyes to his and reached behind my back to undo my bra.
“Kira—”
“Warm me up, Beck.” I let the bra fall to the floor. “Please.”
“That shower isn’t big enough for the both of us,” he said, his tone regretful as he seemed to struggle with where to look. His gaze kept landing on my breasts, and my nipples puckered right up in approval.
I bent forward, pulling off my panties.
“Fuck,” he hissed.
