And then he was in the water beside her. And she simply had to look. One peek. Well, one peek turned into a lingering glance, which evolved into a full-fledged ogle.
Damn, he was as wonderful as she’d imagined. Better even. He tilted his head back, worked his fingers through all that thick, gorgeous hair and let the water pound down on his chest. His shirt clung to every ripple in his back as he turned beneath the spray, the muscles in his arms bunching quite perfectly as he raked his hair back and enjoyed the flow of water over his skin.
Her nipples pebbled and it had nothing to do with the feel of the water spraying her own skin. In fact, she’d all but forgotten about her own shower.
And then he opened his eyes and looked directly into hers. “Feels incredible,” he said, his voice somehow deeper, more intimate sounding. It made her shiver. “Cold?”
She’d never been so hot in her whole entire life.