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Chapter 6. Turned On
We were drenched, both of us and lying on the floor of the shower cubicle.
My eyes were tightly close because I didn’t want to face him. Face Mr. Damien Flynn.
I suddenly realized I was lying on top of him, my body so intimately nestled into his that we could’ve been one person.
I opened my eyes, certain my face must be a picture of embarrassment.
Oh God, oh God, Oh God, I chanted in my head.
I took a breath and lifted my head from where it was resting on his chest and peeked up at him.
He was looking straight at me, his face totally unreadable and my heart started beating in double time.
He must be able to feel it, I thought, maybe he’ll think it’s because of the fall.
He tilted his head slightly and then, holy shit, I could feel his hand moving from my waist, down my butt and onto my bare thigh. Then he raised one of his legs a little so it was almost like I was riding his thigh.
The thought tur
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