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“Can’t we just shower like this?” I whine like a petulant child, clinging onto him tighter.
Tyler laughs, slowly lowering me down to the bathtub floor. “Maybe another time. I have to get you cleaned up.”
Despite not wanting to be put down, I’m satisfied that Tyler makes sure not to move too far away from me, keeping some part of him touching me at all times.
Grabbing my washcloth, he covers it with soap before beginning to move it all over me, cleaning up the mess on me that had started to feel uncomfortable.
“Turn around, gorgeous,” he whispers, and the second my back is to him, I’m grinning like a lunatic at how much I like this man and how much he seems to like and care about me.
The sensation of the cloth running over my skin is a welcomed feeling, relaxing me after the stressful morning I had . . . and the active evening that followed. Having Tyler be the one to do it makes it all the better.
When he’s done cleaning me up, I get to work washing his body, reveling in the opportunity to let my hands glide over every inch of his skin. He truly is a masterpiece, and it still blows my mind that he’s all mine.
“You good back there?” Tyler asks with his back to me, feeling that my movements paused for an uncharacteristically long time.
I had been so fixated on his back muscles that I didn’t realize I had stopped. Blushing, I continue scrubbing him.
Though, it takes me a considerably longer time to clean Tyler than it did for him to clean me.
CHAPTER17
TYLER
I’m not sure how this woman manages to smell this good in the morning, especially considering the arguably strenuous activities from the night before. Maria seems to do it effortlessly.
Her back is flush against me in bed. Her hair is spread across the pillows, my face buried in the cascading waves of her strands.
“Did you just sniff me?” her words ring out across the room, sleep still evident in her voice.
“Hair smells good,” I mumble into her tresses, giving another big sniff to her amusement.
With that, she rolls over in my arms, but I make sure she doesn’t get too far from me, keeping my hand placed on her waist as she does.
I lean down to give her a morning kiss, and Maria reciprocates the motion, though she cringes away when we pull apart.
“I have morning breath,” she tells me with a grimace on her face.
“Good,” I answer, leaning in for another kiss, this one more passionate than the first.
It’s a bit after seven. Soon, we’ll both have to get up for work. I brought a change of clothes, figuring I’d leave for work from her place. We’ve been inseparable lately, not wanting to go to bed without the other.
“I needed to ask you something,” she starts, eyes looking up at me inquisitively.
Little does she know, I’d probably say yes to just about anything she wanted.
“Shoot,” I answer, letting my hand glide up to swipe some of her hair out of her face, not allowing my view of her pretty eyes to be obscured.
“I’m taking the kids to the Museum of Science,” she begins, and I nod.
“Yes, they seemed pretty excited about it the last time I was there,” I agree, thinking about all of the wide smiles of “Maria’s little scientists,” as she had been calling them that week.
“I’m still down a chaperone. I was wondering . . .” she trails off, eyes looking up at me, pleading. “If you’d volunteer for the role?”
I pretend to ponder the question, though I’m already prepared to say yes.
“Yeah, I’ll do it. I need to clear it by your dad, but I’m sure if it has anything to do with helping you, he’ll be fine with it,” I tell her as glee fills her eyes, and she lets out a squeal of excitement.
“Thank you,” she tells me earnestly, snuggling closer against me to show her appreciation.
