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I can’t help the grin that pulls my lips up as I carry the bags up to the room. I’m glad we decided to leave tomorrow morning to skip the Sunday traffic. I already called out of work and have a sub filling in for me. Coop…well, I don’t even know if he works. But he seems unbothered by the fact that he’ll be gone on a Monday.
He doesn’t have a care in the world.
Case in point. He’s currently stripping down to nothing while the bathtub fills up.
“Next time, we’re getting a suite and not one in this lame hotel,” he tells me as my eyes swivel to the wall so as not to stare at his ass. It’s hard to do when it’s right there and very round.
I’m almost positive my ass is not that nice.
“I didn’t force you to stay with me in this lame hotel room,” I grumble. “I do remember that.”
“I know, but you looked so pathetic the other day and kept insisting on paying for half, so I compromised.” He grins and pulls his socks off. “I’m such a good spouse.”
I pick his clothes up off the floor, once more avoiding looking at his bare ass as he saunters into the bathroom. His happy hums ping off the tiled walls, and I hear him muttering to himself. Something very much not English.
“Do you speak Italian?” I call from my place outside the bathroom.
“Why yes I do. My family is from Italy. I was born here, but Italian is the only way I communicate with my grandmother and cousins back in the motherland.”
I huff a laugh. Of course he speaks two languages. “Any other languages you speak?”
“Nope. I’m just bilingual. What about you, husband dear? Any other secrets I should know about you?”
“Besides the ones you already dug up?”
I peer inside the bathroom and see that he’s neck-deep in blue bubbles, and it smells strongly like honey and some kind of flower. It seems nice.
Real nice and relaxing.
His gaze swivels over to me, and I toss his underwear at his head. It sits on his face for a second before he swipes it away.
“I don’t have any secrets, underwear head,” I reply, and Coop chuckles under his breath.
“Good one. You want to tell me more about the debt you’re in?”
My eyes narrow at him. “Not everyone has money for shit. Like living.”
“And yet here I am, a generous man, giving you a way out. Out of debt and eventually out of this marriage.”
“What a saint,” I say with a snort as I sit on the counter and watch as he leans back, looking really relaxed.
Maybe I should take a bath every once in a while. Maybe it will help with my stress levels. Wonder if I can use dish soap for the bubbles because I sure as hell can’t afford nice soap like this.
“You could join me, you know? We took a shower this morning and you showed me your hard dick. This won’t make you any less straight.”
“No thanks,” I reply as he sighs softly.
“Really, Matthew. There’s plenty of room, and based on the knots in your back, you could use a little stress relief.”
It’s ridiculous how well he can read me.
Suddenly, his eyelids pop open and they meet my gaze, hooded, shimmering.
I swallow, feeling my body hum with need as I shake my head adamantly. “I’m not getting into a tub with you.”
Those golden eyes close, shutting me out. “Your loss.”
And it is. I feel it as I move out of the bathroom and lay on the bed, shifting all around, trying to get comfortable. I hear the splash of water from the bathroom and the little sighs Coop gives and wonder why I didn’t just join him.
