DamonHe was still in the bathroom.
He grabbed his jaw, rubbing it thoughtfully. Not that he liked to put that much thought into things. Well, he did, but he didn’t like having people think he was that kind of guy. It'd absolutely ruin his rep. Still, he stood there, just outside the shower.
He’d quit reaching for the towel a long time ago. Valerie had already left and he didn’t need to get dry just yet, so there was no reason for a show of modesty. Besides, there was no modesty to be had; Valerie had seen his c**k as it was already.
He wondered how she felt about it. She clearly wanted him, but she wasn't trying to get him right now. And he didn’t want to freak her out in the middle of something as major as this, so he was waiting for her to go to him. Because that was exactly the issue
