Hold That Thought

Maddox POV

Standing up felt ridiculous, jeans clinging wet and cold in all the wrong places, but the way her eyes raked over my bare chest, and the obvious bulge made it worth every second of awkward. I hooked a thumb toward the hallway. “Give me two minutes. Don’t move.”

“Make it one,” she shot back, propping herself up on her elbows, dress still bunched around her waist, looking all flushed and