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It’s not about her.
Only, the bathroom is occupied. The sound of a shower running comes through the door.Double Fuck.
I’m about to run down the stairs when a shriek echoes from the other side of the door, and it flies open.
“Spanky!” Hayden yells, and the giant white poodle dashes out of the bathroom with a thick white towel clamped in its jaws.
I’ve never seen a dog smile, but I’m pretty sure this dog is smiling.
“Come back here with my towel!” Haddy continues yelling as she runs out of the bathroom completely naked, and I swallow air.
She freezes directly in front of me, and I can’t move.
All at once, I take in what’s happening, and if I thought Hayden Bradford was gorgeous in clothes, she’s impossibly beautiful out of them. Her breasts are perfect teardrops, high with tight dark nipples. Her stomach is flat with muscle lines on each side. Her skin is so smooth, glistening wet, and her dark hair is slick against her shoulders, her pussy is bare, and on her left hip is… a tattoo?
Her blue eyes widen, and my morning wood is now full-on erection.
“Fuck me,” slip from my lips—at the same Haddy lets out a blood-curdling scream.
She slams her arms and hands over her body. “What are you doing up here?”
“I… I’m sleeping in the?—”
Gigi’s door opens, and she staggers into the hall with her eyes still closed. “What’s happening? Who’s screaming? Haddy?”
“What ishedoing up here?” Haddy has dropped to a squat, balling into herself as she tries to cover her body.
“It’s the only empty room!” I squint both eyes shut as I rip my T-shirt over my head and try to hand it to her to cover up. “Maverick told me to sleep up here.”
“Why didn’t he tell us?” Haddy snatches my shirt out of my hands, quickly pulling it over her head.
I keep my eyes on the ceiling overhead, holding both hands over the tent in my shorts. “I told him it was a bad idea.”
“Go away, Gavin!” she screams, and I turn in the direction of my bedroom.
But this won’t fucking work. “I’ve really got to pee.”
“Oh my god!”
My eyes are closed, but I can hear as she makes her way to her bedroom and slams the door.
“Looks like the coast is clear.” Gigi’s voice is muffled, and I think she’s trying to hide her laughter.
Scrubbing a hand over my forehead, I step into the bathroom before hesitating.
“The dog stole her towel,” I try to explain.
“I know.” Gigi’s voice is drowsy. “Spanky’s a towel thief. Be sure you close the door all the way, and if you’re staying up here, you’d better lock it.”
“I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to…”
“It’s okay. She’ll survive.” Gina closes her door much more gently than her cousin did.
I’m pretty sure her eyes never opened the entire exchange.
I close the bathroom door and do my best to pee, but the image of Hayden Bradford’s perfect breasts is imprinted on my mind.
She looks fucking incredible naked, and it’s the last thing I need to know.
