I'd only allowed myself a quick shower because he'd been out, somehow reluctant to give him an opening when I'd be at my most vulnerable—and most naked. A shudder goes down my spine at that thought. I hadn't done it for his benefit, since he's already seen my bare body before. No, I'd done it for myself. Because I know the moment I see desire flare in his eyes, the moment he invites me for something more than a wrist kiss, I'll lose the war.
With him, with myself. I'll lose everything.
At the end of the day, the startling truth is that I've wanted him all along.
And with just a tiny touch, he'd realize how much… "You're frowning," he notes, suddenly behind me. I blink in confusion.