Zee slept soundly beside me. Even my blaring alarm didn’t wake her. I eased away from her as gently as I could so as not to wake her and turned off the alarm. I rose and padded to the bathroom. At least I could jack off in the shower. I’d considered taking care of it in bed after Zee fell asleep, but then decided that was a little too creepy.

Yeah. Way too creepy.

So I’d nursed the balls of blue all freaking night, and now I still had an erection and couldn’t even take my morning piss.

For God’s sake.

I relaxed—or tried to—and finally got my dick soft enough to pee. Then I got in the shower and masturbated to Zee’s gorgeous body, how she’d looked with those bright red painted nipples in the show.

Fuck, she was sexy.

I stroked my cock as the shower pelted me in warmth, and with each stroke, I imagined Zee’s lips around me.

Yes, good. Really good. I groaned aloud, backing up against the shower wall. The shower had four heads, so no matter where I stood, water drizzled over me.

I closed my eyes. “Yeah, Zee, just like—”

“Reid?”

My eyes popped open as I dropped my erection.

Seriously?

“Zee”—I cleared my throat—“I’m kind of indisposed at the moment.” Thinking about you giving me a masterful blow job. Yeah.

“I’m sorry. I woke up, and you were gone. I got kind of…scared.”

“Everything’s fine. I’m just taking a shower.”

“Yeah, I figured that out.”

“Which I usually do privately,” I continued.

“Yeah…”

Except the expected sound of the door closing with Zee’s departure didn’t happen. In fact, even with the shower noise, I heard her breathing. The glass doors were coated in steam, but still I saw her—a blur in white.

She was breathing…hard.

God, give me strength.

“If you’d like a shower,” I said, trying to make my voice sound normal through gritted teeth, “there’s a great shower in your guest room. Or if you need to go to the bathroom.”

“I already went to the bathroom,” she said.

“Okay, good. Why didn’t you take a shower in there, then?”

“Because…”

“What?” For God’s sake, what?

“I want to shower with you.”

My hard-on swelled larger than ever. This was a damned test, and I was going to fail miserably.

How the hell was I supposed to shower with Zee and her amazing body without fucking her?

Answer—no way in hell could I, so she was not getting into the shower with me.

“That’s not a good idea,” I said.

“But…you…”

“What?”