Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 72496 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72496 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
The parents were nowhere to be found, which meant we’d have to head back to campus in the morning and spend the night with two small ones we had no business being responsible for while also attempting not to kill each other.
Exhausted, I walked into the bathroom and padded across the heated, white-tiled floor. It was my favorite bathroom in the house, they even had a sauna next to it and an outdoor shower.
When Serena had it built, she straight up built the house around the massive bathroom saying it was her sanctuary, which I think pissed off Junior since he saw their bedroom as one, but whatever, I wasn’t even going to go there; I didn’t need more nightmares than I already had.
I yawned and turned on the rain shower, then dropped my jeans, peeled my shirt over my head and, in true college fashion, shoved the lump of clothes to the side.
Towels.
Shit.
I shuffled over to the shelf of white fluffy towels and jerked one off just as the door to the bathroom opened and clicked shut.
Bella sighed, turned and leaned against the door. “I’m never having kids.”
I raised my eyebrows. “Good to know.”
“Son of a bitch! Why are you naked?” She covered her eyes.
“Um, because some people don’t shower in their clothes, and this is my favorite bathroom. Why are you hiding?”
“Because kids can sense fear, Ivan!” She scissored her fingers open and peeked through, then slammed them shut again. “Put some pants on!”
“No.” I waved her off. “I’m going to clean toddler shit off of me, and then I’m going to pour a very strong drink from Junior’s whiskey collection, and then I’m going to the basement, where I know he keeps a stash of weed.”
She rolled her eyes. “Very mature of you.”
I mimicked her words and jumped into the shower. “You should clean up too, don’t think I can’t smell the applesauce in your hair form here.”
“I’m fine.” She crossed her arms over her breasts.
Do. Not. Think about breasts while naked. Noted.
I shook the thought from my head.
“I’ll wait.”
“Save water and stop being a prude, prude. Just hop in. Your bits are of no interest to me.”
Liar.
“You’re a guy, bits are always interesting,” she said, calling me on my dishonesty,
I snorted out. “Not ones that are poison-tipped, thank you.”
She started shrugging out of her jeans. Oh, okay, so she was taking me seriously. Before I could swallow my tongue, she was walking naked toward the towels. My eyes locked on her sinfully sexy ass, and I nearly choked on my next breath.
When she turned around, I nearly cracked a molar clenching my teeth so hard. Boobs. Why were her boobs so perky and full? Why did they have to look like that? Why couldn’t she have weird nipples? And why did her legs look so long? She wasn’t that tall.
SHORT, I lied to myself so I wouldn’t focus on legs.
I looked away again and managed to grab body wash while she jumped in and turned the water all the way to cold.
I jumped back. “What the hell?”
She pointed at my dick, and a not-unpleasant hum vibrated through my veins. “Sorry, I just didn’t want you to get too excited over a naked woman and you were drooling a bit, so I figured I’d help with the shrinkage.”
“Weird, I don’t find myself shrinking since this is my normal state.”
She tilted her head and stared at my dick harder. “Really?”
I couldn’t tell if she really was impressed or if she was disappointed, and it wrecked my pride that I couldn’t bring myself to ask.
I gave a dismissive shrug. “Whatever, just clean your parts, Bella.”
She stuck out her tongue, but I turned the water to hot again and gave her my back. When I risked a stealthy glance over my shoulder, she had ducked under one of the many shower heads and tilted her head back, allowing water droplets to dance down her chest.
I licked my lips.
I was a guy.
A guy who liked women a lot.
I wasn’t immune; she could be the most hateful person on this planet—which she was—and my dick would still salute her and offer to invade.
Damn.
This wasn’t good.
I turned away and tried to grab some conditioner.
“Ouch!” Bella dunked her head under the water again. “Stupid soap in my eyes. Ow, ow, owwwww.”
I smirked. “Hold on.” I walked over and pressed my thumbs to her eyes, “Okay, open just a tiny bit, let the water go in.”
She squeezed her eyes shut, then opened them while I helped her rinse them out. I didn’t realize I was still cupping her face until she looked up at me. Droplets of water slid down her cheeks.
Fuck me, I’m not that strong.
“Will you punch me if I kiss you right now?”
“Might punch you if you won’t, and we talk about this never.”