The water turns cold, effectively shutting off my massage technique. I should make an appointment with a chiropractor or a masseuse. Hell, maybe I can convince Katelyn to put her hands all over my body. That would be enough for me to relax most of my muscles.
I turn off the water and pull the shower curtain back. I step out onto Quinn’s white mat that turns red when it’s wet. It makes it look like you’re bleeding. He likes it. Thinks it’s funny to scare people with. I put my towel over my head and rub my hands back and forth to dry my hair.
When the door swings open, I peek through the small opening of my towel. Katelyn is staring back at me, her mouth dropping open as her eyes travel down my very wet and naked body.
“Oh crap,” she says covering her mouth, but not her eyes. She’s totally checking me out and I’d be an idiot to say it’s not turning me on. I take my time as I step into my sweatpants that no longer tie and hang low on my waist. Yeah, I know what I’m doing. It’s time to play dirty.
“Um…” I start laughing.
“I’m sorry…” Katelyn shakes her head, breaking eye contact with me. “I spilled my coffee and Quinn said you were in the shower— ”
“So you just had to come in and see for yourself?”
“No… um… the uh… upstairs.”
I step forward, pulling her slightly so I can shut the door and lock it. I turn up the volume on my mp3 player so the kids can’t hear us talk. “My shower is being remodeled so I had to use Quinn’s.”
“Makes sense.”
“Why didn’t you run out of here when you saw me?” I ask just loud enough for her to hear me.
“I don’t know,” she whispers, her eyes penetrating into mine. I can’t take it anymore. I lean back against the counter and pull her between my legs. Her hands move up my chest, her fingers coming dangerously close to my nipple ring. I won’t have much resolve left if she was to brush her fingertips over it. I close my eyes, relishing in fact that she’s touching me willingly. Her hands roam up my neck and into my hair. I know what’s coming next and this time I’m not stopping her. I can’t. I need this from her. My towel falls down behind me as she works her fingers in and out of my hair.
“I’ve been wanting to see you like this for a long time.”
“I know.”
“Why do you keep yourself covered from me?”
I open my eyes to find her incredibly close. It won’t take anything for me to capture her lips. “Because I want you to see me for who I am on the inside and not the out. It’s my security.”
“I’m trying.” Those two words are enough for me. I grip her hips and pull her to me. Our lips meet and this time, there’s no hesitation, she wants this as much as I do. Her fingers tug at my hair, giving me a nice image of what she’ll be like when I can really explore her. Her mouth leaves mine, trailing kisses down my jaw to my ear. She rubs against my cock, eliciting a nice long moan from me. I need to be in control here and right now, I’m not. I want to pick her up and wrap her fine legs around my waist and take her. It’d be quick and dirty, but so worth being buried in her.
“Katelyn,” I say huskily as she makes her way back to my mouth. I’m not complaining. This is more than I thought I’d get, but shit, if she doesn’t stop I’m going to be taking another shower.
“Sorry,” she says. She tries to pull away, but I don’t let up my hold on her. I don’t want her to move.
“Don’t be sorry, I’m not. Unless you’re going to tell me this was a mistake.”
Katelyn looks down. My heart drops. Fucking unbelievable. I close my eyes and mentally kick my own ass for being so stupid.
“I’m not going to say that.”
My eyes flick open to find her smiling. She has one hand on my shoulder, the other still playing with hair.
“No? What are you going to say?”
“That I’m trying, Harrison. It’s not going to be easy, and I’ll likely pull away or shut myself off, but after last night… the song and what you said in the parking lot? I owe it to myself and to you to try. I want to try.”
“You think we have something?”
“Yeah, I do. I don’t know what, but the way I feel when I’m around you. The way you hold me when you kiss me, it’s different and unexpected. I can’t wrap my mind around it, but I think about you all the time, and even though I tell myself no, I’m finding it harder and harder to stay away from you.”