“OK, sit.” She shoved him back into the bathroom and sat him on the edge of the tub. He was so surprised at tiny little Reena physically pushing his six-foot-six, two-hundred-forty-pound self around, he just went along with it. “Let me take a look at you.”
“I’m fine.”
“If you say that one more time, I’m taping your mouth shut. You are not fine.”
He sighed again and then closed his eyes when her cool, gentle hands touched his face. He bit back a groan as she leaned closer, her sweet scent infiltrating every pore in his body, her loose hair brushing his bare chest. She was standing between his legs and he opened his eyes just a bit; her breasts were right in front of him and the temptation to just lean forward and kiss them overwhelmed him. He squeezed his eyes closed again, clenched his
