Mia's POV
With his hand wrapped firmly around my wrist and the plea for me to stay on his lips, it makes it hard to turn him down. I step into the shower with Thomas's t-shirt still on. The water immediately begins to soak through the white fibers of the shirt and I am instantly aware that it is becoming see-through.
Shoving my embarrassment to the back of my mind, I grab the single loofa that is hanging on the shower wall and begin to lather it up with body wash.
"Spin around," I command him and he pushes his lip out in a seductive pout as he turns around.
Bracing himself up against the wall of the shower with his hands, I stifle a giggle. He looks like he is about to be frisked. I run the loofa over his muscular back, down his sides, and over the middle of his back, stop
