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With wide eyes and open-mouthed shock, she leapt for the shirt, tore it out of my hand, and smacked me in the face with it. She expelled a snort of disgust. “You suck.”

“That’s what you’re counting on…” I threw up my arm, trying to fend off her blows. “Provided, of course, that I forgive you for your infidelity.”

“Jackass,” she said between clenched teeth, but I could tell she tried hard not to laugh. Reaching out, I hooked an arm around her waist and rolled to pin her down. My kiss landed on her face as she wiggled underneath me. It felt so damn good, I could have taken her right there and then. But I managed to control myself—barely.

“So how about getting a whiff of the real thing?” I waggled my eyebrows at her.

“I want to take a shower. Plus, you are on my shit list now for your teasing.”

“Your shit list?” I faked a frown. “That doesn’t sound fun. I’d much rather be on your Must Give a Blowjob ASAP list.” But instead of letting her up, I rubbed my twenty hours’ growth of whiskers against her neck.

“Stop it!” she said breathlessly, squirming in an attempt to escape.

And as good as it felt, I slid to the side to allow her room, since she tended to get claustrophobic. “You’re free after you pay the fine.”

“There’s a fine for cheating on you with your shirt?”

“Yep.” I nodded. “Gotta give me a proper welcome-home kiss.”

“Hmm.” Her eyes rolled up to the ceiling as if she contemplated the pros and cons of such a request. “A hard price to pay.”

I grinned. “Better move quickly and pray I don’t alter the deal further.”

“Darth Adam. I knew you’d show your face sooner or later. I always had suspicions that you might be a secret Sith lord. It explains so much.”

“You will give me a kiss.” I feigned deep concentration.

“I will give you a…kick.” She jerked her leg toward me as if she was going to kick me and laughed when I reacted.

“Those Jedi mind tricks used to work so much better before Obi Wan chopped my legs off and left me for dead beside the volcano.”

Her eyes widened in mock horror. “You’ve done the unforgiveable! You have invoked the dreaded prequels.”

I sighed. “So I have. That must mean I forfeit, then.”

She laughed as I slid off her. Then she hooked both arms around my neck, pulling my face to hers.

Our lips met hungrily, eager for each other’s taste, touch, smell…and a promise of more, very soon. I’d be making up for lost time with her later. Maybe I’d wait until after breakfast. Probably not, though.

 

 

Chapter 2

Mia

Kissing Adam was like standing outside when the rain first starts to fall. A shiver runs down my spine in reaction, as if a chilly breeze has risen up. Cold prickles dot every inch of my skin, like the first icy drops sprinkling over me. The air around me thickens, as if full of precipitation. Smells amplify, from the scent of his skin to the fragrance of soap he used—fresh as the world washed by new rain. My senses easily become overwhelmed. Then, much like that rain as the drops beat harder, I start to feel change in everything around me. When he kisses me long enough and the right way, my clothes get too heavy and uncomfortable, as if weighted down by a sudden downpour.

“I’m never going to make it to the shower if you keep kissing me like that,” I gasped.

He pulled back enough to look into my face, smiling. “Who said you needed to make it to the shower right now? You might have some more…pressing business.” And he turned, his erection nudging my hip.

I pushed against his bare chest, shoving him off me. “I said it. Besides…I need to make you suffer for all that teasing.”

When I sprang from the bed, Adam followed me into the bathroom. I hid a smile so he wouldn’t see it in the mirror. He must have known that I wasn’t truly annoyed with him, but I wasn’t about to let him get the upper hand with his taunts, either. Someone had to keep that boy in check.

He had a few more surprises for me, though. I turned on the shower to warm up the water and took off the t-shirt I’d slept in. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched him shed his underwear—the only thing he’d been wearing. When he straightened, he held out the pair of boxer briefs as if to give them to me.

“What? You know where the dirty laundry goes,” I said, batting away the underwear he was practically waving in my face.

His cocky grin widened. “I thought you might want to add this to your collection. You could have a whole load ready for the next time I go out of town.” My face fell, and it only seemed to amuse him more.

I gritted my teeth and, balling my fists, charged at him. “Ima kick your ass!” He laughed, dodging me easily. “You’re nekkid,” I growled. “You have your vulnerable bits hanging out. A perfect time for me to strike.”

Before I could deliver on my threat, however, he grabbed me. While we both laughed our asses off, he scooped me off my feet with my arms pinned to my sides and walked us into the huge shower.

Our shower was gorgeous. I could spend all day in there if it weren’t for the fact that I’d emerge wrinkled as a granny. In fact, this bathroom had spawned habit of taking long showers. One wall was all natural, hewn stone with a double rain-shower head inset into the ceiling above us and brushed nickel jets shooting out from the sides. The shower was recessed into its own corner, where there was no need to have a door over it. Heated wooden slats lined the floor around the drains. Five people could fit in the shower, though at most, it was only the two of us.

“Fucker,” I said.

“Yep,” he muttered into my ear. “That’s exactly what’s happening right after this shower.”

A slice of excitement from that promise glided through my blood as he pinned me against the freezing stone. Naturally, I made a show of protesting too much as he pressed against me, kissing me deeply, reminding me with his body that he had every intention of following through.

I narrowed my eyes at him. “Well, mister, if you want to get lucky, you’re going to have to be a lot nicer to me.”

He smiled, his face still inches from mine. “Oh, I intend to be nice to you. Very, very nice.” We kissed again, his tongue exploring my mouth as the hot spray drenched our bodies. “I guarantee you’ll be incredibly happy at the end of the day with how nice I am to you.”