Lennox barely had a second to react before Zara’s body started to tip backward, and he could tell that she was going to fall down, hard.
“Oh s**t!” he thought, springing into action.
It was almost comical; the way that she spun so fast in her panic, the way her arms flailed, and the sheer horror on her face as she realized she was going down.
But he moved.
Fast.
One second, he was standing in the shower, very naked, water still dripping from his body. The next, he was stepping out, reaching forward, and catching her before she made an unceremonious impact with the floor.
Her body slammed flush against his. It was soft against hard, warm against very warm.
And just like that, Zara Blake was pressed against every single inch of him.
Lennox stilled, he just couldn’t help it.
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