Hey, you’re wearing your Milan perfume?” Austin smiles at me through the bathroom steam. I approach him. I see the outline of his chest through the fog of the shower cubicle.
“Yes. Are you wearing yours? It’s a night of celebration. The opportunity to get out our common chemistry, right?”
Austin grabs the edge of the towel wrapped around me. He pulls me to him, with bright eyes. “With pleasure. I’m glad you can finally invite all your friends, Rach. You deserve to relax.”
His hands slide down the towel. I look up at him, mischievous. “You too, have earned a little rest. Unless you prefer action?”
Austin gently pulls the edges of my towel apart. I shiver. “It’s a tempting idea… We have a little time before our guests arrive. You still don’t want any help?”
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