I Do (Hate You): An Enemies-To-Lovers Romantic Comedy (Billionaires Down Under) by Sienna Blake & Sarah Willows

Author:Sienna Blake & Sarah Willows [Blake, Sienna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sb Publishing
Published: 2021-07-04T16:00:00+00:00

James

“Don’t look,” Shell demanded while we stood there in the bathroom.

“I’m not looking.”

“You’re looking!”

“My eyes are completely closed!”

She balled up her fist and went to punch me and I ducked out of the way.

“If your eyes are completely closed, then how did you know I was about to punch you?”

Dammit. Yeah, okay, I was looking.

“Fine,” I said and closed my eyes all the way.

I listened to the rustle of her clothes sliding down her body and hitting the floor. It was almost as erotic as watching her get undressed. She yanked me forward as she got in the shower. I opened my eyes when she pulled the curtain closed.

A stream of hot water hit my cuffed arm, which had been pulled into the shower with her. I did my best not to picture what Shell looked like naked just on the other side of the curtain, but I had her body memorized. She gave a little sound of pleasure as she stood under the hot water. I couldn’t help but picture it hitting her naked breasts and running down the curves of her body. When the scent of lavender soap wafted up on a cloud of steam, I knew that Shell was slathering herself with body wash. I bit my free hand so I wouldn’t let out a groan.

I tried to replace images of her naked, wet body with ones of her big angry brother punching me in the face. That’s exactly what would happen if we gave in and had sex. I had given him my word that I would leave Shell alone, and I knew it would destroy our friendship but dammit, this was just too much for one man to bear.

“Hey, I need you…” Shell said from the shower.

Fuck, sorry, Logan. This is happening!

Then Shell finished the sentence. “…to help me wash my hair. I can’t do it with one hand.”

Dammit.

“You know, this would be a lot easier if you just let me come in there. I’m pretty dirty too,” I said.

She chucked a wet washcloth over the curtain. “You’re a dude. You can make do with that.”

I rubbed my hair and face with the little towel. By the red streak left behind, I realized that I still had a substantial amount of hot sauce on me.

“What’s that?” I yelped out when something gooey hit my hand in the shower.

“That’s the shampoo. I squirted it out onto our cuffed hands and now we just need to rub it in.”

Her hand guided mine to her hair. I helped rub in the shampoo and lather it up. I’d never washed a woman’s hair before and the sensuality of it hit me like a slap. After a few minutes of my foamy hands rubbing her hair, I couldn’t help but say, “You know, I could help you wash the rest of you. There’s no reason we have to limit this to your hair.”

“That’s a sweet offer,” she snarked. “But I’m good. It’s bad enough that I’m getting married in less than twenty-four hours and I’m naked and handcuffed to you.

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