Page 76 of Touchdown, Tennessee

I really do like him.

A moment later he had thrown away his bandages, stripped naked, and was huddling close to me in the shower. I moved to the side so he could have some of the heat, and he washed off all of his cuts and scrapes.

“Do they still hurt?” I asked.

“Just a little sore. They closed up, at least.”

After he washed them they looked a lot better, though the scrapes were still dark red against his skin.

I reached for my body wash and lathered myself all over, then went for my shampoo next.

“Move,” I said, giving him a little shove.

What I actually wanted to do was wrap my arms around him, but I didn’t know how to act around him this morning.

It was like something had shattered inside me.

I wanted to beniceto him.

And that was a weird feeling.

We showered off, quick and easy. After five minutes we were clean and the room was full of hot steam. We stepped out and I handed him a towel, letting my eyes linger on the droplets clinging to his lower abs.

“Peachel! Chocolate chip pancakes!” I heard suddenly from the other side of the door.

A moment later, the loud pounding of fists resonated from the door through the bathroom, and the handle jiggled.

And then the doorswungopen, and Luke stepped in.

Allof Luke.

He was completely naked, his cock swinging between his legs, a big smile on his face.

“Oh,shit, you aren’t alone. Gilman, you sassy fuckin’ devil!”

My whole body was hot.

“Fuck out of here, Luke,” I said, stepping in front of Gray so he wouldn’t have to be seen. “Ever heard of privacy?”

“Ever heard of locking the door, man?” Luke said. He was still smiling, and he looked pleased with himself.

“Hey. Do me a favor and please don’t yap about this to the other guys?” I said under my breath.

His expression went serious. “Of course not. On one condition.”

I glared at him. “What?”

“Say chocolate chip pancakes with me. Three, two, one?—”

“Chocolate chipfuckingpancakes, now get the hell out of here,” I said, giving him a little push back out through the door.

I shut it and locked it, my skin so hot now that I’d forgotten the cold altogether.

When I turned around Gray was looking at me like he wanted to murder me.

“Why didn’t you lock that door?”

“I forgot, okay? Just drop it.”