Naughty & Nice: A MFM Snowed-in Christmas Romance by Tracy Lorraine

Author:Tracy Lorraine [Lorraine, Tracy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-11-05T00:00:00+00:00

24

NOELLE

Hendrix is silent as he leads me toward the bathroom. My anxiety spikes with every step we take.

After closing the door, cutting us off from Wilder, he releases my hand and leans into the shower, turning the water on.

I’m so lost in my own head that I don’t think about our current situation or that the room is only illuminated with candles like the rest of the cabin, but the second he pushes me under the powerful stream of water, it all comes crashing down quickly.

“It’s freezing,” I shriek, attempting to jump straight back out of it. But Hendrix doesn’t allow it. Instead, he reaches for the shower gel and squirts a generous amount into his palm.

He starts with my breasts, and I try not to think about why.

His touch feels so good, but the heat of his palms is nowhere near enough to make me forget about the ice water that’s sluicing over both of us.

He washes himself down just as quickly, and only a minute or so later, he’s killed the water and is wrapping me in a huge fluffy towel.

“Hendrix?” I whisper, achingly aware that he hasn’t said a word since we walked away from Wilder.

His eyes bounce between mine, and no sooner has he wrapped a towel around his waist than he reaches up and cups my face in his large hands.

My breath catches. There’s so much emotion in his eyes it’s impossible to decipher everything he’s feeling right now.

Closing the space between us, he rests his forehead against mine as he releases my face and wraps his arms around my body, tugging me against him.

My heart thunders and my head spins with a mixture of alcohol and anxiety.

Did we just fuck everything up by doing that?

Does he think I’m a whore?

Does he think I want Wilder more than him?

“Stop,” he whispers. “Everything you’re thinking, stop it right now.”

My brows pinch in confusion and my lips part to respond, but he doesn’t give me a chance.

“Come on,” he says, suddenly releasing me. He takes my hand again and tugs me into the bedroom.

The living room is in silence, and concern for Wilder floods through me.

Is he regretting what just happened? Is he worried about the fallout?

I almost laugh at myself when I realize what I’m doing. Wilder doesn’t worry about things that have happened. Hell, he barely spares a thought for things that are yet to happen.

The bedroom is in darkness, and Hendrix leaves me at the end of the bed while he lights some candles.

It’s romantic, or at least it should be.

When he turns back around after lighting the final candle, his brows furrow when he finds me chewing on my nail.

“Hey,” he says softly, reaching out to pull my hand free. “Are you okay?”

“Rix,” I breathe.

“Shit,” he curses, ripping his eyes from mine in favor of staring down at his feet. “You’re regretting it, aren’t you?”

“What?” I gasp, shocked by his words. “N-No, I’m not regretting anything. I’m… I’m worrying about you and what happened and⁠—”

He cuts me off with his lips.

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