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Colt wasn’t sure how much time had passed while he’d silently held Rose in the shower after having the best s*x of his life, but it had been long enough for her to fall asleep.
He cradled her against his chest as he got awkwardly to his feet, careful not to jostle her too much as he stepped out of the shower.
Rose stirred anyway.
“I can walk,” she said, her words muffled from sleep.
She began to struggle in his arms a bit, wanting to be put down. Colt reluctantly complied, setting her on her feet before going back to shut off the water. By the time he turned around, Rose had wrapped herself in a clean towel, but she still looked half-asleep.
Ignoring her protests this time, Colt went back to her and scooped her up into his arms, carrying her from the bathroom. Rose stopped resisti
