expression shifted. Her obvious joy at what she’d seen and felt out the window vanished to be replaced by the steely resolve she used to fool others into believing that she didn’t care one way or the other. She turned and snapped the screen back into place before closing the window. “I…didn’t say that.”
“That’s not an answer.”
Aries crossed to the bed and grabbed the pile of folded clothes that were on the bed when she’d entered, “It’s the only answer you’re getting.” She came to stand in front of him, her head up, her eyes challenging. “Can you let me pass? I believe it was you who demanded I shower.”
Conn kept his eyes on her as he turned sideways, forcing her to do the same th en rub against him as she past . She could’ve sworn she felt a rumble in his chest as she brushed by .
Chapter 9
Aries had intended to shower as quickly as possible , but the hot water raining down on her was glorious , especially after the pas t few days spent traipsing around the country in a slip.
The shower stall was granite with dual rain showers overhead and jets that shot out from both sides of the wall , giving off an earth y aroma . The pressure felt superb on her aching muscles and tired body, but the longer she stayed in the more sluggish she became . She used the shampoo and conditioner on the shelf to quickly wash and rinse her hair before taking up the razor she’d snatched out of a cabinet and unwrapped before climbing in the shower.
Living in South America hadn’t afforded her th e luxury of long steamy showers with an array of scented toiletries and now she was reluctant to get out.
She shaved and washed her body before opting to wash her hair a second time before she was finally confident that she’d diminished enough of the hot water to leave Conn not only cooling his skin, but his libido as well.
She smirked to herself, self-satisfied, as she pulled a large fluffy towel from the cabinet and dried herself before slathering on the lightly scented lotion she found in the cupboard. God, it feels so good to be a girl. She hadn’t felt or smelled this lovely in months .
She swiped a hand over the fogged up mirror before grabbing the brush that sat on the counter and combing out her long black hair. She eyed the white streak that had grown naturally at her right temple. She had dyed it several times over the years, and then finally gave up trying to hide it. Funny that it should bother her now. She threaded her fingers through her hair trying to cover it up best she could.
“Fuck it!” She shook her head before turning to inspect the clothes that had been provided for her.
A dark pair of hip-hugging yoga pants were cou pled with a matching t-shirt. F olded underneath the clothes were a pair of white satin panties and a bra that she instantly knew was too small. She squeezed herself into the bra, refusing to meet Conn without the article whether it fit or not. She struggled for several minutes to force her breasts into the too small cups bef ore she was satisfied that her girls would stay in place. Next she slid on the panties, tugged on the yoga pants and pulled the top over her head. She was overjoyed to find a pair of fuzzy slippers underneath the stack of clothes.
Exiting the bathroom, she had pulled her hair to the side and was threading her fingers through it to start a side braid when it hit her. The scent of grilled steak and warm yeast bread had her mouth instantly salivating. She hadn’t even realized how hungry she’d been until the aroma rea ched her. Now, her belly spasme d painfully at the promise of nourishment. When she reached the kitchen Conn was just placing two plates on the table.
“Perfect timing ,” h e smiled at her. “Hope you’re not a vegetarian.”
“Definitely not.” She pulled out a chair and took a seat in front of one of the plates while Conn set cold can s of Coke near each of
“That’s not an answer.”
Aries crossed to the bed and grabbed the pile of folded clothes that were on the bed when she’d entered, “It’s the only answer you’re getting.” She came to stand in front of him, her head up, her eyes challenging. “Can you let me pass? I believe it was you who demanded I shower.”
Conn kept his eyes on her as he turned sideways, forcing her to do the same th en rub against him as she past . She could’ve sworn she felt a rumble in his chest as she brushed by .
Chapter 9
Aries had intended to shower as quickly as possible , but the hot water raining down on her was glorious , especially after the pas t few days spent traipsing around the country in a slip.
The shower stall was granite with dual rain showers overhead and jets that shot out from both sides of the wall , giving off an earth y aroma . The pressure felt superb on her aching muscles and tired body, but the longer she stayed in the more sluggish she became . She used the shampoo and conditioner on the shelf to quickly wash and rinse her hair before taking up the razor she’d snatched out of a cabinet and unwrapped before climbing in the shower.
Living in South America hadn’t afforded her th e luxury of long steamy showers with an array of scented toiletries and now she was reluctant to get out.
She shaved and washed her body before opting to wash her hair a second time before she was finally confident that she’d diminished enough of the hot water to leave Conn not only cooling his skin, but his libido as well.
She smirked to herself, self-satisfied, as she pulled a large fluffy towel from the cabinet and dried herself before slathering on the lightly scented lotion she found in the cupboard. God, it feels so good to be a girl. She hadn’t felt or smelled this lovely in months .
She swiped a hand over the fogged up mirror before grabbing the brush that sat on the counter and combing out her long black hair. She eyed the white streak that had grown naturally at her right temple. She had dyed it several times over the years, and then finally gave up trying to hide it. Funny that it should bother her now. She threaded her fingers through her hair trying to cover it up best she could.
“Fuck it!” She shook her head before turning to inspect the clothes that had been provided for her.
A dark pair of hip-hugging yoga pants were cou pled with a matching t-shirt. F olded underneath the clothes were a pair of white satin panties and a bra that she instantly knew was too small. She squeezed herself into the bra, refusing to meet Conn without the article whether it fit or not. She struggled for several minutes to force her breasts into the too small cups bef ore she was satisfied that her girls would stay in place. Next she slid on the panties, tugged on the yoga pants and pulled the top over her head. She was overjoyed to find a pair of fuzzy slippers underneath the stack of clothes.
Exiting the bathroom, she had pulled her hair to the side and was threading her fingers through it to start a side braid when it hit her. The scent of grilled steak and warm yeast bread had her mouth instantly salivating. She hadn’t even realized how hungry she’d been until the aroma rea ched her. Now, her belly spasme d painfully at the promise of nourishment. When she reached the kitchen Conn was just placing two plates on the table.
“Perfect timing ,” h e smiled at her. “Hope you’re not a vegetarian.”
“Definitely not.” She pulled out a chair and took a seat in front of one of the plates while Conn set cold can s of Coke near each of
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