Steven's POV
After the tattoo, I drove us back to my place. I told Heather to pick a movie out for us to watch while I go shower. She plopped onto the sofa and began searching through movies on the t.v to pick out. Heading to the bathroom, I strip down and stare at my forearm. I can't help but laugh. I've known her for such a short amount of time, yet she is pushing me past my comfort zone. Once the water is warm enough, I get in and start shampooing my hair.
I stop what I'm doing when I hear the bathroom door open. Sliding the glass door of the shower open, Heather is already naked and steps inside to join me. I swear, I always have a hard-on when she's around. "Don't mind me. continue what you were doing." She smirks at me as she grabs the washcloth I have on the shower hook. Just as
