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Of course, she was going to be changing. I was supposed to be showering.
Groaning, I turn the water on hot and take my time washing my body to avoid another embarrassing disaster like that again.
My mind tortures me by keeping the image of Staci’s perfect breasts on replay.
I knew she was sexy as hell and I’ve seen her in her bikini, but my God, I wasn’t expecting that.
The way her nipples hardened as I stared at them has my dick bouncing.
Damn it.
I can’t go out there sporting an erection. Turning the water to cold, I stand under the icy stream for a few moments before turning it off.
I dry off and get dressed, hoping Staci is changed when I get out there.
Well, I wouldn’t complain if she was still topless, but for the sake of my heart and dick, I hope she’s clothed.
Cautiously, I grab my clothes and toiletries and open the bathroom door. All the hot steam escapes through the open bathroom door as a knock sounds on the hotel door.
I look towards Staci and raise an eyebrow. She walks around me to the hotel door.
“I’ll get that.”
I nod my head and head to my side of the bed to throw my clothes in my bag.
She opens the door and says a few words,thanking someone before carrying a tray of food and coffee to the bed.
“You ordered food for us?”
“Yeah, I hope that is alright. Since we had pancakes yesterday, I figured eggs were the better option today.”
She really is the perfect woman.
“Thank you. Eggs are perfect, especially after my workout.”
Our gazes stare at one another. Her eyes twinkle as if she is remembering our encounter prior to my shower.
Her face blushes a deep shade once again. “Okay, can we promise each other that it won’t be weird between us?”
I pour our coffees and hand her a cup. “Why would it be weird?”
She narrows her eyes and gives me a pointed look. “Because of earlier.”
She averts her gaze to avoid having to say more.
“What happened earlier?”
The corner of my lips curls up into a smile as she lets out an annoyed sigh.
She crosses her arms in front of her chest, unintentionally pushing her breasts together. “You’re going to make me say it, aren’t you?”
I tighten my lips together to fight back my smile. “Say what?”
Her eyes close for a second. She takes a deep breath and glares at me. “Fine. I’ll say it. You saw my boobs.”
The smile I was fighting back bursts into a grin like the Cheshire cat. “Yeah, I did.”
She tries to fight her own smile from forming, but the wider I grin, the harder it is for her to stop it.