“You calm me, Reid. I can’t really describe it any better than that. I’m more relaxed with you than I’ve ever been, and I know it doesn’t make any sense. I mean, you’re his son.” Silence for a few seconds. “I don’t get it, but it’s true.”

“Fine. I’ll finish my shower and then you can use this one. I’ll sit in the bathroom if that’s what you want, but you’re absolutely not—”

She opened the glass shower door, clad in the white fluffy robe.

“For God’s sake,” I muttered.

She dropped the robe, and—

I sucked in a gasping breath.

Her body. I always knew it would be spectacular, but even I wasn’t prepared for her magnificence.

Perfect breasts—which of course I’d seen before but not this close up—and the nipples weren’t bright red, of course. They were dark pink. Dark pink and perfect.

She was tall and broad-shouldered, which of course was why she could handle those huge headdresses she wore in the show. She had just enough indentation at her waist to make her narrow hips shapely. And her rear end. I was never an ass man, but dancing had giving her a perfect booty.

My erection throbbed.

Her gaze dropped, and an audible gasp escaped her throat.

Well, what did she expect? She opened the shower doors. Did she expect me to be hanging flaccid?

And yeah, I was huge. Point one for me.

“Zee…”

She pulled her gaze up and met mine. “Please.”

“You are testing me at every turn.”

“What do you mean?”

“Come on. You’re not that naïve. You know I’m attracted to you. I’ve told you. I’m not made of rock, you know.”

Well, a certain part of me was at the moment.

She walked into the shower. “It’s a huge shower. There’s room for both of us.”

“That’s not the point, and you know it. I’m trying to be a gentleman here, and you’re making it very difficult.”

“Maybe… Maybe that’s what I want.”

No, Reid. You’re not going to fuck your father’s victim. Yeah, it was your first plan, but you promised Riley. You promised your baby sister.

No, you won’t. You won’t. You won’t.

Before I could think anything more, I grabbed her and crushed my mouth to hers.

A kiss.

Just a kiss.

I was disciplined. I could stop at a kiss.

I probed the seam of her lips. Open, Zee. Open for me.

As if she read my mind, her lips parted, and I delved into her.

This kiss… All I’d done so far was give her quick pecks on the lips. Each time, I was left unsatisfied.

And this time…