Leave?
Leave where?
“I’m awake. Now, get out,” he drawls.
Drea can barely contain her smile as she nods, apologizes again, and walks out.
I realize I also have somewhere to be as soon as she closes the door and sit up straight. “What time is it?”
Kane shrugs. “Who cares? Get back here.”
I have the good sense to climb out of bed before Kane can trap me into his embrace.
“Where’s my phone?” I search the nightstand and the floor, with no luck.
Shit, I must’ve left my phone in the sunroom.
Kane watches as I round the bed and grab his phone off the nightstand to check the time.
10:05.
Thank God.
I don’t have to be at work for another two hours. But I still need to shower, get ready, and have breakfast. I also like to get to work a good twenty minutes before my shift.
“So, um… I need to take a shower and get ready for work. Last night was fun. Thanks for the orgasms.”
Thanks for the orgasms?
Did I really just say that?
I have zero idea how to talk to this guy, knowing where his tongue was last night, and it shows. I turn to walk away, but Kane’s hand flies out to catch my wrist before I can take another step.
I expect him to pull me back into his arms, my mind racing when he pushes out of bed instead and makes a beeline for the bathroom.
“What are you doing?”
“You said you needed to shower. Let’s shower.”
He doesn’t give me a chance to digest what he just said, locking us in the bathroom and releasing my wrist.
He wants us to shower together?
As in… completely naked?
Duh.
People don’t usually shower with clothes on.
He might’ve seen me in an extremely vulnerable position last night, but I’ve yet to see him naked, and the anticipation turns my stomach into a bag of knots.
“I… Don’t take this the wrong way, but I was thinking alone.”
Problem is, he’s already sliding the shower door open and turning the water on.
He spins in a circle, hungry eyes studying my body, and fills the space between us in one stride. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but not a chance in hell.”
Then his mouth is on mine.