Amara POV
He takes long strides in my direction and we meet halfway. I place a sloppy kiss on his cheek and throw my bra at him before running to the bathroom giggling like a schoolgirl.
Dallas catches my bra with a playful grin, his eyes sparkling with a mix of desire and amusement. His footsteps quicken behind me as I dart into the bathroom, the anticipation crackling in the air. The sound of the shower turning on fills the room, steam beginning to rise, creating an intimate cocoon of warmth.
"Baby," Dallas calls out, his voice low and teasing as he approaches. "You’re not going to leave me out here, are you?"
I glance over my shoulder with a smirk, stepping into the shower. The hot water cascades over me, soothing my muscles and washing away the grime of our journey. "I suppose you
