Page 19 of Key Lime Kisses
“Is that an invitation?” I asked as he trailed off. It wasn't as if we hadn't already had sex. He smiled almost shyly and I returned his grin. “Why not?”
I quickly got undressed and he stood back as I joined him in the shower.
“Ooh,” I laughed as the hot water hit me.
“Sorry!” Shea said quickly, turning the temperature down. “I take kind of hot showers.”
“I noticed.”
Still chuckling, Shea uncapped the shampoo and squirted some into his hair. I reached around him for the soap and we started cleaning up.
Taking a shower with Shea was a sheer joy. The shower was surprisingly large for a ship and we both had plenty of elbow room as we shampooed our hair and washed. We talked as we did, laughing, occasionally flicking water at each other, fooling around. There was something so easy about being with Shea; there was no pressure to be something I wasn't or concern about trying to impress him. He was just simply fun to be around. He even laughed at my stupid jokes.
I realized abruptly – standing there rinsing the soap off myself – thatthiswas the spark that had been lacking with dates ever since Bernard. In fact, I hated to say it considering how long I had spent torn up over the guy, but I honestly wasn't even sure I'd had a spark like this with him. In all the years we were dating I couldn't ever remember just standing around in a shower, joking together. Sure there had been showers, but nothing like this. Maybe it was because Shea and I weren't actually dating. Or maybe we were justthatcompatible.
“Well,” Shea declared, breaking in my thoughts. “I'm all clean. Time to get out!”
I gaped at him in confusion; I thought the entire reason he had invited me to shower with him was in the hopes of having sex. Shea looked at my expression for a moment, face completely serious, then a smile tugged on the corners of his lips and he started to laugh.
“Cheeky omega,” I scolded as he smirked at me.
Shea was standing at just the right angle for me to reach out and land a light, playful smack right on his ass; he yelped in surprise. His mischievous grin turned seductive.
“Is that what kind of shower this is going to be?” he asked.
I took a couple of steps forward, forcing him to step away from me until his shoulder bumped into the wall. I pressed my hands against it above his head and leaned forward, cornering him.
“What kind of shower do you want it to be?” I purred.
“I like to think I’m flexible.”
“Are you?”
I grabbed him by the thigh and lifted one leg up, pulling it so that it was locked around my waist. Shea grabbed me in surprise and struggled to keep his balance with his other leg.
“Good thing we're in port,” he said. “Let's not try this while the ship is moving.”
“Are you implying we're going to be doing this again?” I teased.
Shea grinned and stretched up, capturing my lips in a kiss I eagerly returned, before setting out to discover just how flexible he could be.
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By the time we got out of the shower and into our new clothes, it was time to start thinking about dinner. I knew that Shea wasn't thrilled about potentially encountering the jerk alpha from brunch, but to my surprise when I asked if he wanted to order room service, he expressed interest in trying one of the restaurants.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
Shea shrugged. “Now that we've decided to try and actually make a vacation out of this, it would be nice to see more of the ship than just the room.”
We took a moment to read over the ship amenities before we decided on a fancy steak house, then headed off to find it. As we stood waiting to be seated, I caught Shea looking around and suspected he was keeping an eye out for the alpha.
“You're sure you want to be up here?”
Shea nodded. “He was just some asshole, I'm not going to blow my vacation worrying about him. There's really no reason I need to be hiding from him, you know? What's he going to do?” He squared his shoulders just a little and I chuckled at my tough omega.
No, not mine. The omega.The.
Either way, I was planning on giving that asshole piece of my mind if he tried anything.
