Touched by Fate by Jami Gray

Author:Jami Gray [Gray, Jami]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781948884051
Publisher: Celtic Moon Press

Chapter 16

I was hiding in the damn shower. Stupid, maybe, but necessary considering my heart wanted to go back out there and spend some quality nookie time with the man who just rocked my world. The lame expression made me wince, but dammit, it fit.

The only thing holding me up was the tiled wall. Heated water rained down my spine as I buried my head against my arm, trying to figure out what I’d just done. Water swirled around my feet, and I curled my toes remembering the feel of Tag’s hand wrapped around my ankle. Which led to reliving the feel of his lips against my skin. The sated embers flickered and reignited as my body began to wake up.

“Stop it,” I hissed, even as I fought a losing battle.

With a groan, I turned to face the spray, water sluicing over my face and making its way through my dense curls. If I could wash away my need, this would be so much easier. It would also mean this was nothing but the scratching of an itch.

Unfortunately, Tag wasn’t an itch. He was a soul-deep scar. One I’d carry beyond my last breath. Because, fool that I was, I was falling for him. Easy thing to admit in the privacy of my head. Sharing that tidbit with him? Not so much.

Not that you haven’t already.

Stupid voice wasn’t only back, but it was distressingly right. No way he missed how deep he managed to sneak in while running those capable, scary hands all over my body. Hiding your emotional vulnerability from a touch empath became an impossibility when you were sharing naked time.

And, of course, realizing that freaked me out.

Grabbing the little bar of gardenia-scented soap, I put it to use so I wouldn’t tear out my own hair. Maybe, if I could get a peek inside his head, I wouldn’t feel so exposed. A chance to reassure myself what was happening here was shared.

You could ask.

Right, because Tag wasn’t closed up tighter than a steel drum.

He’ll let you in.

You don’t know that.

Won’t know until you try.

Say he does let me in, what if I can’t handle his demons?

You’ve survived worse.

But his might take us both down. Admitting that sent cold dread deep, chasing away the warmth of the shower.

So could yours.

Swallowing hard, I shoved damning tears back. Damn, why couldn’t I ever win an argument with myself?

Focused on my internal counseling session, I didn’t realize Tag was in the bathroom until he pulled back the shower curtain in all his nude glory. “You okay in there, Duchess?”

Those sleepy embers perked right up and made themselves known, but all I could do was grip my soap tighter and nod.

His hazel eyes narrowed. “You’re doing the woman thing, aren’t you?” He pulled the curtain back further and stepped over the edge of the tub.

“Woman thing?” It came out a squeak as I shuffled back, giving him room.

“Over analyzing things,” he explained, even as he reached out and curled an arm around my waist, drawing me close.

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