15- Colter (Book 3)

Sophia pov:

Without another word, he started rubbing my back with soapy hands. Placing my palms on the bathroom walls, I closed my eyes feeling his touch on my body and then my hair with a whiff of my shampoo. He opened the shower and started washing the sand off my hair. I held my breath when I felt his hands unusually lingering on my bre*asts.

“May I?” I asked him, offering him the same comfort. He slowly shook his head and wrapped a bathrobe around me.

“I can’t risk that, Sophie.” He draped a towel around my hair like a turban. He was still wearing his costume while I was there without a piece of clothing, “I can take my shower later.”

True to his word, he didn’t even bat an eye on my nak*edness.

“I promise, I would be decent enough not to sed*uce you,” I said mischievously making him chuckle.

“And do you think that would make me happy, princess?” he placed his palms on either side of me on the walls of the bathroom behind me,

His eyes were searching mine with a mixture of seriousn