Chapter Six
After twenty minutes beneath a just-south-of-scalding-hot shower, Jaci’s experiment came to a disappointing end.
The verdict?
Nope, not even an entire bottle of expensive luxury body wash—with exfoliating pearls and extra moisturizers made from the tears of baby wombats or something—could wash away the touch of that infuriating vampire prince.
She was shocked—and the tiniest bit grateful—he’d even allowed her a few minutes alone in the bathroom, given the murderous rage still flashing in his eyes after he’d hauled her up off the floor. But she wasn’t stupid enough to think he’d let her hang out all day, sudsing away her many sins.
And by sins, she meant him.
Even when he wanted to kill her, his touch was electrifying. Captivating. And if she spent any more time contemplat
