He kissed her, one hand on her waist, the other gently skimming down her spine. This didn’t feel like a one-nighter—he took his time, with delicate pecks slowly deepening into the hungry swirl of his tongue, like he had nothing better to do than kiss her for the rest of his life. That thought shocked her enough that she stiffened in his hold, and he pulled back to regard her with an uncertain look.

“You okay?”

What’s wrong with me? Don’t make this weird.

She forced a smile, grateful he didn’t know her well enough to recognize how off she was tonight. “I’m great. Get naked.”

“You don’t have to ask me twice.”

***

Trev couldn’t shake the idea that there was something fragile about Leanne.

He knew next to nothing about this woman, apart from the fact that she was friends with Danica, the woman Titus was dating. Twice, he almost said they didn’t have to do this, but she seemed to want to, even if she had some personal stuff going on, possibly related to her mom’s unexpected visit. These days, he rarely even spoke to his parents despite them living right upstairs, and when they did have a conversation, it was just this pointed bullshit, telling him how awesome his older brother, Tanner, was doing. To cover a rush of thoughts he’d rather not deal with, he stepped into the tub and extended a hand to help her in.

She cocked her head and smiled. “You’re sweet. I could get used to this.”

Once they got situated, he made sure they weren’t leaking water out the sides of the curtain, then he lathered up his hands. “Wash your back?”

“Please.” She turned away, revealing the smooth slope of her back and the lush curves of her ass.

He’d never been with anyone so unabashedly sexual and glamorous. Somehow, her makeup didn’t run, even when she tipped her face up under the silvery stream of the shower. Maybe she has a permanent tint done on her lips and eyeliner tattooed on? Whatever the case, with the water darkening her hair to deep crimson and her features glazed with water, she looked like a siren, aching perfection that came with a curse and would end with him drowning in her depths. Mentally, Trev shrugged, gently circling his soapy hands on her slick skin.

I’m basically okay with that.

After he washed her everywhere, she returned the favor. A hotel meant unlimited hot water, and he spent ages caressing her long after the soap rinsed away. Eventually, he grabbed a couple of towels and wrapped her up in the first then carelessly pulled the other around his waist. This time Leanne got out first and helped him, and he restrained the urge to pinch himself.

This isn’t a dream, right? It’s gonna suck if I wake up in the basement alone.