Chapter Ten
NicoI collapse onto Alison, utterly spent. We both must have dozed, because the clock shows eleven p.m. when I glance over to her bedside table. I kiss her temple, and her eyes flutter open. I like her this way, soft-eyed, full mouth curved into a smile, body soft beneath me. I could get dangerously used to this. I push the thought from my head. Alison doesn’t even like me, and she’s way to bossy for me. Still… I can’t help but wonder what she’s like underneath the hard exterior she’s clearly erected around herself.
“Shower?”
She nods. “You go first.”
I push up onto my elbows. “Hell, no. You’re coming with me.”
Panic flits across her face. “I-I don’t think it’s a good idea.”
“Clearly, you’ve never had shower sex.”
“Shower s*x?” she repeats. “Is that even a thing?”
I nod
