Tuesdays The Proposal Preview

"Feel free to get washed up. The bathroom has a small shower, and there’s towels and wash clothes in the bathroom cupboard. Just help yourselves to whatever you need. I’ll get the ultrasound and exam equipment ready in the meantime. And then we’ll start that IV Mr. Godwin and give you those fluids.”

“Great. Thank you. I would say ladies first Amber, but I’m doing a mercy for us all. You keep an eye on Leo while I shower and then we’ll trade.”

Grayson got to his feet, but Amber followed him towards the bathroom. He was still unsteady on his feet, his fingers skimming against the walls, and equipment in the room to keep his balance. Amber followed his ass clear into the bathroom before he questioned her.

“What are you doing? I told you to watch Leo.”

Amber poked him in his bare chest. She still enjoyed the view of his tight torso, even if she wore Leo’s ring. Like admiring a fine piece of art, while she already owned the masterpiece at home.

“And I told you I was giving the fucking orders tonight. You think I’m going to let your ass shower alone when you can barely walk? Fuck no, there’s been far enough blood for one night. Now take off your clothes and get your ass in that shower. Because you really do smell like a fucking garbage dump.”

He grinned again and Amber knew she was in fucking trouble as she felt that grin from her head to her fucking toes. Grayson watched her face as he dropped his pants to the concrete floor. His boxers soon followed. Amber swallowed hard and tried to keep her eyes on his face. He had the nerve to laugh at her discomfort.

“I didn’t know you were into just watching. I don’t blame you for wanting to look. Just remember this was your idea,” he laughed.

“I don’t need to look. I’m perfectly happy with Leo. And need I remind you, you’re a marred man?”

The smile slipped off his bruised face. It was a bitch move, but it shut down him down at least. He seemed to still trying to keep things light and lessen the tension. Amber crossed her arms and kept her gaze at eye level. She could do this. Not like she didn’t know what his body looked like, felt like, tasted-stop it bitch! Be a fucking adult about this. Grayson wasn’t safe to be showering alone. Leo trusted her. He had no reason not to.

Grayson was enjoying tormenting her, she could tell as he turned around to give her a view of his firm ass while he slowly turned on the shower. Maybe he needed a cold shower. Hell, maybe she did too. She walked to the edge of the shower, in case Grayson lost his balance or slipped. Committed relationship or not, it was hard not to watch a beautiful man shower and not get aroused. Grayson chuckled again as that bastard lathered himself up with an excessive amount of soap...