“Sore?” he asked, gentling his touch until I pushed back against the light pressure. “Not enough to stop me. I’ve got the only en suite in this house, and I plan on doing every dirty thing I can think of to you in the shower right after breakfast.” “You can fit every dirty thing you can think of into one shower? We’re gonna need to work on that.” “We have eight hours until your shift. Why do you think I asked?”
