Snapshot

by Kay Cove

“So the shower is a little complicated,” Dex says, leading me to the corner of his bathroom. “There are two nozzles. One for each showerhead. But the water gets hot fast, so please be careful. Don’t crank the handles all the way.” “Did you seriously just ‘mansplain’ turning on a shower to me?” “I was just—” He stops, holding up his hands, a smile breaking free from his pretend-offended expression. “Wow. You’re just a little shit starter, aren’t you?” “Yeah, I’m trouble. Feel free to kick me out.” His laugh tapers off to a breathy chuckle. “No, Trouble, that’s okay. I think I’ll keep you. I’ll leave you to shower in peace. But just know if you scald yourself, the ‘I told you so’ I give you will be loud and relentless.” “I thought you were going to stay and watch.” He licks his lips and tries to control his grin. “It was just playful flirting, Lennox. I don’t think I could watch you and not…” He clears his throat. “Anyway, I’ll be right outside in the bedroom. Maybe I’ll go sign up for a Netflix account.” He winks, and I burst out laughing. A laugh that brews deep from my belly and overflows. Oh, I’m definitely in trouble. He’s so sexy. So flirty. Funny. Protective. Charming. Sexy again. I just want to rub up against his body like a cat and make him my favorite scratching post.