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“Owe.” A loud thump behind my bedroom door draws my attention and I spring into motion, racing in and stopping dead in my tracks when I find Charlie on the floor by the bed.
Naked.
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Charlie groans and I leap to her side, turning her, keeping my eyes fixed on her face and nothing else.
“Oh my God.” She yanks on the covers, pulling them off the bed and over her bare skin.
“What happened? And why are you—” I hear the shower running in the bathroom and glare down at her accusingly.
Charlie pulls the covers to her chin. “I…wasn’t expecting you back yet.”
Dropping her, I stand. “Oh, I’m sorry. Should I leave?”
“No, wait. Can you help me get on the bed?” She reaches up with a pout and as if I’m not already getting a semi, I picture kissing it off her sneaky little face.
I leave her on the floor and go to the bathroom, shutting off the shower and drawing a bath for her instead. I exhale a frustrated breath and pick up her body wash, pouring a generous amount into the tub as the water rises.
I grab a large bath towel and take a minute to contain myself. And my cock.
The fuck is wrong with you? There’s a woman injured and in pain out there and all you can think about is tearing that flimsy sheet off her body.
And fuck what a body it is. The brief glimpse I caught of it before she yanked that sheet off the bed was enough to drive any man wild. Because that’s what Charlie is. Every man’s dream. Big firm breasts, narrow waist and hips I’m still itching to grip with both hands. Her legs were crossed but I still got a cock-twitching look at her round ass.
“A little help here,” she calls.
Returning to the bedroom, I find Charlie sitting up on the floor with the sheet wrapped firmly around her body, rubbing the soles of her feet.
She looks up at me and holds up a phone charger. “Found the culprit.”
“I drew you a bath. But you’re not getting in there with my sheets.” I close the distance and hold up the towel to block her from view. “Let me know when you’re ready.”
My gaze is fixed on the floor, the towel between us, until I see her feet push the fabric completely off her body.
Bending my knees, I wrap the towel around her and lift her into my arms. “Hang on.”
The towel is loose and her eyes are shut. I can feel her clench where her ass rests over my left arm and it takes everything I have not to pivot toward the bed instead of the bathtub.
“Are you hurt?”
“Just my pride.” She dips her gaze to the bathtub. “That’s a lot of bubbles.”
“It’ll keep you decent.”
She frowns. “Why would I need to stay decent?”
I lower her into the tub until she's under the suds and pull the towel. “Because I’m staying.”
She sucks in a sharp breath and scans herself in the water, confirming no skin showing. “You’re not watching me bathe.”
“Of course not. That would be weird.” I dim the lights and return to her. “In case the bubbles die down. I won’t see anything.”
“See anything?”
I reach over, untying her hair, letting it fall around her shoulders. “While I’m bathing you.”
“I can bathe myself,” she shrieks.
