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“Lilac? You okay?” Opal asked through the phone.
Her gaze shot away from his crotch, up to his smirking face.
Oh Lord help her. He knew exactly what she’d been thinking.
“I’ve got to go. Tanner is out of the shower.”
“Hmm, and I bet he looks delicious. You can tell he’s got a fucking hot body under those jeans and flannel.”
“Opal,” she groaned. “I’m ending this call now.”
Tanner leaned against the doorway to the private bathroom. She didn’t know how she’d gotten such a nice room and honestly, she was scared to ask.
Well, scared to ask how much it cost.
“Talking to Opal?” he asked as she set his phone down on the rolling tray.
“She sends her regards,” she replied stiffly.
He snorted. “Somehow, I can’t see Opal saying something like that.”
No, she’d commented on his hot body. And it was smoking.
“You’re looking hungry. Want one of your snacks?” He moved closer to her.
No. Nope. He could not come near her. It wasn’t safe. Oh, holy heck. He was here. Right in front of her. That bare, muscular chest was so close that she just wanted to reach out and touch him.
Before she could stop herself, she was running her finger along his abs.
“Want me to lose the towel, baby?” he murmured. “You look like you do. You’re looking at me like you think I’m the snack.”
She snatched her hand back, feeling her cheeks growing red. “That’s not . . . I wasn’t . . . sorry.”
“No reason to be sorry. I’m hungry myself.”
“Oh, do you want one of the snacks that Abby bought in?” she asked. Abby had brought in several snacks to try and tempt Lilac.
She hated that she was being such a hassle for people. But at the same time, she was kind of enjoying being fussed over.
He smiled. “No, baby. Those are yours. And I had my heart set on a different sort of snack.”
His gaze ran over her body.
Shock filled her as she realized what he was talking about. She could feel herself grow red. “You cannot find me attractive.”
He frowned. “What do you mean? Of course I do.”
“I’m lying in a hospital bed. My hair is a mess. I haven’t had a shower yet. I’m . . . I’m gross.”
“That’s two.”
She gaped up at him. “Tanner!” Two?
“What? You were warned about speaking badly about yourself. And you look fucking beautiful, in a hospital bed or not. If you’re not careful, I’m going to forget the fact that anyone could walk in here at any time and I’m going to go under those covers, spread your legs, and lick your pretty pussy until you scream.”
“You wouldn’t!” She gaped at him even as her body heated as an image of him doing just that filled her mind.
Damn him.
